You say you love me, but how do you love a shadow on the wall? At high noon we enjoy each other, but when night draws near, you become angry ... Read more
poem
Hummingbird
Though I can see colours you cannot even imagine, greens and blues are non-information. I mostly register red - the sweetest, the most ... Read more
Writer
What does it take to shed my thick head and allow the breeze to flow between the two empty doorways that you and I are? I know it’s worth ... Read more
The Tender Simplicity, Utter Paradox of Self Care
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φῶς // light
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