Honesty is crude, where are we at,jostling contradictions inside the foreboded self,hosting old and new in the…
Declarations of detriment make the mind spin,undecided, a person decides to remain obtuse, stupefied…
Prose
Aren’t we all hybrids?
Maturity is the handle of unforeseen joy,too much of which we simply cannot express nor handle,wine tastes…
Saw how they fly hastily carrying
William, one’s accomplices offer subsidy,company in related equations, yet, rations abide, will do, you are more than your elated emotions…