Circular evidence
To live with sorrow, loss to be be betrayed walk on glass. He was dirt-poor born and fell in love To live with sorrow, loss to be be betrayed walk […]
Category Archives: poetry
A fickle thing
Rapture is to necklace syllables to sentences, to poetry heretic cherubism; to smile with beasts, to testament a book of words. But rapture is alas a fickle thing the end […]
Encyclopedia
You might still find him, a hermit hiding, in the philosophy section, sipping syllables and tea. He’s brimming with answers but lacks the matching questions. But if you ask him […]
Simple magic
It’s not the way with wands to will a wistful smile from gorgeous girls gone cold, no spell can change her style. You cannot make her happy by pulling rabbits […]
Plan to change – Komorebi
I woke up to the sound of raindrops playing on the windowpanes. September comes with either rain or frost, and every morning means you have to think about the way […]
