Sometimes verbose, sometimes stark, Cattails tries to capture the significance of loss in the lives of most. Each piece of poetry is accompanied by a piece of photography, graphically painting our collective skies grey. While answers may have been summoned at times but questions still continue to oversurge.
Life is embroiled in uncontrollable forces; millions of people walking a seemingly taut, but mostly infirm tightrope, in hopes of the elusive treasure hunt of fickle gold. Their feet trample on the fallen ones, the undistinguished, people reduced to back-alley rats. Learning to fight the only perpetrator, yourself.
This journey is of havoc, the blackest plagues of hearts, the search for the tunnel with the light. A slippery gray gauge of the mind plays with fiction and facts of lives, unlived and strayed. Multiple truths lose semblance, reality and fantasy mesh, making the protagonist take the long, hard, and inevitable path toward the truth.
This book is about the albatross, some choices that change your life forever. It is the glorious itch.