Category: Prose & Fiction

Talk what you please of future spring and sun-warm’d sweet to-morrow; I sit […]
It’s as complicated as you want it to be. Petals of burnt umber […]
Maybe just maybe after a few years it will all make sense and […]
I am hardly ever disheartened, medium strands of black hair tossed upon the […]
We carry the remains. We carry them within, fragrance of what once was, […]
As the blackness of night comes, I calmly watch myself be erased, the […]