there is not even greater happiness than carrying the sun for…
2016 nearly broke me2020 tried again…
One-line poetry
Sweet, sweet like candy is the taste of honey from your lipselectricity pulses, kisses, my…
Let blizzards blow, let the barns burnlet innocent cry, not My concernI’m on a break, it’s Satan’s shiftHasta la vista…
Inspired by this week’s prompt from Fierce Force 💃🏼: Break