In the watery black surface of my being there lie fragments of the […]
And now you inquire about the nature of my heart now, after extracting […]
and speak for my tongue is broken, my shoulders dusted with a soft […]
Under ambrose pale that has painted the leaves upon the ground, the long […]
The moors, the lowering skies, the ruins of a castle, the ghosts of […]
Crowned with sun-kissed petals and moral culpability I drag half of Greece to […]