Mirror
Who is she with lyrical dreams and fantasies that mean nothing? Why is she nothing…
Who is she with lyrical dreams and fantasies that mean nothing? Why is she nothing…
don’t fall If a tree falls / in the middle of the woods / and…
A 5-year-old, running around Grandma’s house. // A sculpture stand on the steps, a naked…
Who is the painter of one’s life? The writer? The creator? // Do we create…
It’s hard for me to keep living, my oxygen’s fading away. And it’s getting harder…
Thoughts invade my sepia silence, a blank notebook once untouched by life. I dip my…
I used to love birthdays, when the water reflected the sky like a sharp cut…
jigsaw pieces on the floor orphaned words without a home a constellation of frenzied thoughts…
Each night I pray that I will meet my lover once again. His name rhymes…