Darn Feel
Summer wind. And sand that pricks like guilt. Slush that melts and mucks your gully.
Read MorePosted by Nathaniel Norton | Jul 3, 2013 | Poetry, writings
Summer wind. And sand that pricks like guilt. Slush that melts and mucks your gully.
Read MorePosted by Nathaniel Norton | Jul 2, 2013 | Poetry, writings
A leaf will wither But if it knew, would spring Bring so bright a hue?
Read MorePosted by Nathaniel Norton | Sep 18, 2012 | writings
So as I’ve been working on my new one man show (going through the whole Bible) I realized something… But first a quick update: After taking advantage of the opportunity to workshop my one act “The Magnificently...
Read MorePosted by Nathaniel Norton | Apr 11, 2012 | Poetry, writings
An actor went from show to show loving the leading lady, Or the chorus girl, or the understudy, or the one who played Aunt Katie. He would not tell. He would not say. He wouldn’t show a glint. A bit of awkward flirting was...
Read MorePosted by Nathaniel Norton | Apr 1, 2012 | writings
This is about way more than just a movie. I just watched the movie The Whistleblower. Wow! …I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it since I watched it last night. I’m not usually a “true...
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