Dreams are the Diminishing Clay of Creation – Richard J Tilley

Keep Prepared for Tomorrow and Be Prepared to Share – Richard J Tilley

A Paris made kite – Richard J Tilley

Where no one speaks the stars, but war criminals – Richard J Tilley

“by this class of men as fair game” – Richard J Tilley

breaking like parched dawns seeing down the road construction of allegory and whey – Richard J Tilley

Where professors are hidden in a trajectory of might and appendages of zeal – Richard J Tilley

I know God is counting the emotion and intention of each hair on the body, abandoning the weight – Richard J Tilley

Memories are not unlike incisors – Richard J Tilley

Moon as Witness – Richard J Tilley