There’s a note
There's a note that I wrote to myself that no matter what I'd break down when the circumstances demand and remain weak until I choose to be strong. I've recited…
Fall arrived with recurring echoes of the rift
To me, fall arrived with recurring echoes of the rift. This time I knew exactly when I had to leave, a little before the truth slipped past my bubble of…
Love has buried people in its synonyms
Love has buried people in its synonyms, wisely, knowing how confronted it was.Love for me is an ocean and I don't know how to swim.So I didn't go near it…
Thinking
Thinking I've known gestures more than people, tales more than pages and poems more than written.I've seen stories buried in sunsets and people discovering their own eternity.I'm not skilled in…