not long ago or maybe it is a few yearsbut really how long is a yearwhen you spend all your time in a septic wombwaiting for a…
When the last cannonball, completes its catapult
Slipping through the cracks of wind, I am blown to a new dimension; now windless, now barren —…
I never knew I’d ever come to miss somebody I never metI never knew that acid tears would leak from the spring of my soulThreaten to…