Will you, please, stop that! Please, stop that! I should've gotten a dog.... Should've gotten a dog.

Vocal hubris was their admission: God himself could not sink this ship. The crewmen declared before they sailed. They could have avoided collision, but in human error their vision did slip, your answer is why their voyage failed.

I’m evergreen. A deep longing. A fresh scent.

I grow on plants and trees, cherry being the most famous one of all. I'm also a word for when a wallflower grows into their full potential.

Where forests stand proud and tall, I answer with a crashing fall. Each swing resounds with a thunderous crack. Who am I with an axe on my back?