Baby, I’m An Arsonist by Dustin Triplett

Baby, I’m an Arsonist by Dustin Triplett Doodling oak trees, dreams, a pen’s empty attempts to put ambition to paper. You think, only to forget Tenderhearted troublemaker, stirring up desire from broken windows. No longer tethered by deceit, you’ll go far, beyond borders, as adolescent soullessness grows worn. Motivation, dry as the bourbon river, an … Continue reading Baby, I’m An Arsonist by Dustin Triplett