Name's Brad. I'm a chameleon. I can be anything I want. Right now I'm a vagrant, a wanderer, a poor excuse for a man
searching for a place to install his effort and a life to call his own. This particular corner, spartan as I prefer,
I have created in an attempt to develop my thought further through the written word.
It is a mind, missing physical existence, but nonetheless created
to store sensual information.

Wordcraft will bring it to life, but perhaps purpose will not find it lacking.


-=< Poetry >=-=< Prose >=-