Childhood Dreams
Your refection frightens me, where are you, childhood? I search empty rooms, gazing at the written...
Read MoreYour refection frightens me, where are you, childhood? I search empty rooms, gazing at the written...
Read MoreScience must be trusted as it is doubted, poetry must be protected when the truth is dimmed by...
Read MoreSay, I don’t say, won’t say, it’s not that I can’t say, it’s that I won’t be complicit to a night...
Read MoreCertain winds twist us broke, in disagreement, fact’s a joke, even when we’re hardly hailed, we...
Read MoreSpeak to understand, understated. What would understanding beget? Proceed without knowing a would...
Read MoreCaramel drips into the well, a child left her lollipop there, melts on the mirror as I dare myself...
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