Eren Raymond // Photography / Writing / Web Design / Activism

Can’t, Can

This woman was keeping track of the words I said as if she was putting magic into them, cooing and awing and whispering as she typed, “good good…” into my sentences And it was in that moment that I realized the clarity of my visions and what I’d been...

Sleeping Lessons

I can feel the bones of so many places I’ve been So many ghosts I’ve seen Whispers heard on a distant shore, or breeze I find myself always yearning for the ancient history so far away, a time I never knew One I’ll Never Live. I’m an idealist at heart but we have to...