“...A fuel-less flame is nothing but a wraith, However wrought, if unsustained by passion.Nicholas Gordon
“As spirits roam the neighborhoods at night, Let loose upon the Earth till it be light.Nicholas Gordon
“Given angel's wings, where might you fly? In what sweet heaven might you find your love? Unwilling to be bound, where might you move, Lost between the wonder and the why?...Nicholas Gordon
“Halloween wraps fear in innocence, As though it were a slightly sour sweet. Let terror, then, be turned into a treat...Nicholas Gordon
“Hobgoblins know the proper way to dance: Arms akimbo, loopy legs askew, Leaping into darkness with delight, Lusting for the ecstasy of fright, Open to the charm of horrors new....Nicholas Gordon