The gold that was spilled
“I am my own muse. I am the subject I know best. The subject I want to better.” ― Frida Kahlo Cramped in this corset, with aches in my column […]
“I am my own muse. I am the subject I know best. The subject I want to better.” ― Frida Kahlo Cramped in this corset, with aches in my column […]
You tornado in tresses of hair as you turn me to madly be falling, be feral, be wild, in an urge to get naked and kindle the fire; We burn […]
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
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rejuvenatement - not retirement
words and scribble.
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