Honestly,I don’t rememberexactly whatI’ve dreamed todayjust before dawn risesbut I…
When twilight, flapping its wings, waddled,wriggle into the deep;into the evening dusk, until…
“How much crueler could the world become?” I thought to myself as I looked up to the heavens. The…
The alarm rings. Socia sits up in bed, at the corner of the room, with no motivation to get out.
Tell me a secretWhisper it into my cupped handsAnd let it flow in-betweenThose little gaps that separateEach of my eager fingers.