Its rootsare like the locksof Medusa. Each
“Is there anything of which one can say, Look! This is something new?”
—Ecclesiastes 1:10
Our planet’s called earthdespite there being more waterthan anything else.
I know I made my bed
because I sleep in it alone
Her blue eyes
are like Saltire flags.
Each time I look at them
I feel like I’m at home.
My hazyMindNumbedBy emptyStumps of Felled wishes.Hatred isunpleasantMuster allI have to…
In life’s vast and wondrous stream, we sail,A journey filled with stories yet to be unveiled.From the cradle’s first cry…