Starting over
Why don’t you write anymore? A question by my dear family and friends, which I evade all the time because that leads me to ask a question to myself-“Why don’t… Read more »
Why don’t you write anymore? A question by my dear family and friends, which I evade all the time because that leads me to ask a question to myself-“Why don’t… Read more »
For my littlest niece,Eva: Sweet little baby, You smell of something alien- Transparency, purity, innocence. A fragment of the soul of the maker I can breathe in forever,your essence. Sweet… Read more »
Every morning I look out the window to see if there is a hint of pink/red in the sky; if the sun is coming out bright or is it being… Read more »