About me

They call me SNOW.

Snow from Texas.  I am Texas Snow.  I don’t belong here…but at this point belonging is merely a state of mind.  I pretend I don’t see you or know you either.  Snow can’t survive in Texas???

Or can I?

Do you wonder if we are both invisible? I feel it. So much time alone.

This is not a rags to riches story either…..more like a dirty rags to subsisting story or treading water in the puddle of life. 

Luckily,  I am unafraid of risks or social offenses to appease you. I do not fear death. I don’t care if you like me either….thats irrelevant as time itself.

So don’t mind me speaking my mind on pages never read.  Maybe I will melt away forever and let my words be the residue to the things that we will never speak.