March 5, 2018

But before I could be compelled to listen to the 
echoes calling me furth...

March 5, 2018

Whenever I am alone,

Be it in the morning,

Just when the top of the gol...

March 5, 2018



On this page I’ve placed words. 

Your first impulse is to fall in lo...

March 5, 2018

She feels sick.
Kneeling before the porcelain throne, 
She widens the spa...

March 5, 2018

How would I like to sail across the ocean blue, 

one last time before my...

March 5, 2018

I saw strange things through my journey to get here.

I went through myst...

March 5, 2018

The boy in Venezuela, wiser than his years, learning 

to draw from the t...