About the Author - R.M. Anderson-Matlock

Robert "Myles" Anderson-Matlock began writing in 2002 while a Senior in High School. Myles writes of distress, anguish, oppression, and the pain of growing up misunderstood, ridiculed, and different; his mental definition of normality and justice greatly skewed. Today, he lives happily in Salt Lake City, Utah, and is working hard to gather, scrub, and publish nearly six years of writings as his first public published work, ...And He Had Old Man Eyes. Myles is also hard at work with other literary projects.

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Riding A Phoenix

A legacy to mark expiration, a concession,
A gift, the clay I mold bears no resemblance,
Why? you ask, forgetting nature, God,
A change; not to be feared,
release from fleshly bonds; born anew.

Pride forgotten, a soul can be joyous, bright,
with branded nooses to burst aflame.
Nivana proclaimed with my name, memory everlasting,
Fly onward, now, pointing home, an ashy trail,
singing warmth by default; ageless.
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