Clear truths and mysteries are inextricably bound. We are nothing without history, but not part of…
Light doesn’t fade against darkness. Not much difference in the atmosphere but still-night is coming. I can’t…
Effervescent gossamer makes me stick like a Gypsy. Pulls me circus to the fruit of beauty. Eye the pleasant…
Who was she? The girl that sat next to me on that calm Sunday night… Snacking on bits and bites as she…
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Back again, eh?Can’t keep away — I know, didn’t expect to be here eitherMy excuse?There’s no place like home…
Petulant muse, she is everywhere I will beEvery wheelhouse turnI have lost all sense, thoughts of castles…
Yes! There were still plenty of machines available! In fact, the only other person in the entire laundromat…