The old lady took me to your houseSilent, afraid, and clinging, I wentI went to your houseThe…
My heart is heavy with an empty griefFull of words unsaid and things undoneFor moments we’ll never haveAnd chances for those moments…
Marco Ricci woke up, as he often did, to find himself sprawled on the floor in an awkward angle, his bony neck teetering on the edge…
“I’ve seen you before. Your face looks very familiar.”