When I am gone, do not search for me in graves or in the echoes of my name. I will be elsewhere, woven into sentences unfinished, resting where honest...Read more
They say a butterfly begins its flight with whispers of who it used to be, carrying faint traces of the crawling days it thought no one would ever see...Read more
I wait, my surface soft, pulling at the moon’s silver threads. Your arrival is always sudden teeth of thunder, a kiss that bruises. You are too cal...Read more
Somewhere inside the whispering woods Somewhere that once was our private place, One of God's boons, Under the majestic chants of birds' race. Lies a...Read more
He was a full moon, and I was a waning gibbous, His light, complete, glowing bright, His presence calm, serene, a guide through night, While I waned w...Read more
I stood by your side for seasons on end, A shadow in summer, a ghost not a friend You called it friendship, I called it home, But tell me, when was I ...Read more