Author: Sanaa

Steeped in the stillness of January, in neon lights and empty streets love […]
12 A.M. I held my heart  as outside it began to rain, the […]
Like a cigarette raised to eloquent lips, desire consumes one like the ocean […]
Though dismal dawning sky rebukes longing yet here I am,  in quiet fury […]
Desolation is when the heart is laden with rage, a soft, pale September […]
Melancholy was a lover dressed in red with a burden of mortality and […]