A marble and garden capsule
fills with life and death.
Plantation that will thrive
or be neglected.

Guilt builds with neglect.
I witness fates too soon,
severed from this world:
a fraction of reality.

I could’ve tried harder,
entering brick and wood,
but I only stared through glass,
seeing fate fall on flora.

Taxing, it is, to keep up.
Routines intertwine,
taking away priorities,
building unnoticed savagery.

…but she stays close,
closest in the world,
closer to my soul,
set on destination and clarity.

Here, inside,
everything dies,
neglect or not.

Author: Steven E. Croner

Hey, everyone. How are you? I’m doing pretty well. My name is Steven. I’ve been living in Pittsburgh for a few years now. What sort of projects have I been working on, you ask? Well, I’ve assisted with several indie film productions in that time, mostly directly behind the camera or working with camera operations. It has been pretty fun. I’ve also been working on several other projects individually. This website is a collection of those projects that I do on in my spare time. Please click on the links above to learn about some of the work that I do in digital media and writing. I hope you enjoy my collection, which is a combination of old, archived work and new content I am compelled to share with you. Please feel free to interact, engage, and help me make some friends and colleagues in the creative media communities!

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