My babe enlightened me
Through lightning strikes of love
Enlivened the very near death
Revived what less breath
The race was yesterday, April 9. The birthday of my father. He looked like this:
I was never in the habit of asking,as I believed in working for it myselfTrusted no one but my ability,and praying for…
I was talking to Mom. We were sharing thoughts on the kids, and how fun it will be to do all the activities and games I’d sent Lorelei…
UNKNOWN An leaf from an expat’s diary
Mind strayed. Like the seagulls circling the sky by the bay.
Справжня легенда про
Насправді ти щодня рятуєш людські життяХай цього не помічає твоє вперте друге ЯМені відомі таємниціЗапечатані у синій шафі твоєї затопленої квартири
What do you write about when you have nothing to say? I’m about to find out.
In the grasp of midnightyou pace back and forthunawareof the pricklingof skinas I pass throughdark spaces,ghostly…
As I am, I am thinking many things.
For there are many things to be thinking about in this our world.
“I’m going to lose you my love” is what Jobin wrote in his fancy diary when he knew his little sister was dying. Jobin 10…