Remember; courage blossoms from within, in the darkest of hours, when one least […]
Eyes full of moon, I write his name; with glorious sense of yearning, […]
Rolling fog knows not of resistance; low lying as it is, it can’t […]
It’s easier to be dumb, to be deaf and blind; in this age […]
A cloche hat, preferably beige and made of a wooden felt, or perhaps […]
The blood oranges are no longer crying; split into partial fractions, they try […]