Lost in the vermilion labyrinth of his lips, some days I exist only […]
We carry the remains. We carry them within, fragrance of what once was, […]
Cream coloured- its skin and seeds are inedible, cut in half and scoop […]
Our lives are defined by opportunities, even the ones we miss; crushed petals, […]
I have searched for you under many a mulberry moon; perused an onion, […]
I want to say something haunting about the tossing white waves; but all […]