Running from the energy of…taking off for the next room and…
I live in survival-mode
I am too tired, too broken.
A poem
So how can we go to war?
I went to this print shop tonight. They sell vintage ashtrays they print themselves and high-quality posters they’re proud of. I walked in…
Growth Spurt
Finally, the summer has comeand I reach down to Earthwith my growing fingers — they…
A short Poem
The Terrans are menaces,They are our creation yet,They ignore our pressures,To indulge in…
Some days, I could talk and explain my heart to every passing strangerin a story that…