“Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of withering, of tarnishing.” Anais…
Photography
Chuck A Stetson – Connecticut Poet and Photographer
Chuck A Stetson is a published Connecticut poet and photographer. When he isn’tdaydreaming, you might find him on the backroads of New England with borrowed camera documenting what he thinks he sees. In the December Grey by Chuck A Stetson after Satan…