Of late, I think of a placewhere the windows are lit like brothel houseshiding secrets behind the glass
While most worship home ownership, mortgages, reno shows, and build homes on foundations of numbers,I’ve built a home on a…
I walked into the divine mansionMy eyes surveying the broad expansion:A solemn place, but never sad or dark,That where artists have…
The house was unoccupied for a week.
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Eyes snap open in the heart of night.
Senses switch on in the starlit stillness and