Life is not a game of chess
You say it’s easy, in the way a game of chess can be a choice of mate or draw, you pray for victory and to my shame. I wish for […]
You say it’s easy, in the way a game of chess can be a choice of mate or draw, you pray for victory and to my shame. I wish for […]
In dusk when rust of hills is crowned with gold the veins of rivers fill with blood and rooks have gathered waiting for the wind to rest. That’s when you […]
Come night and dazzle me with tinsel eyes let silver soak the water; lend the songs of moon and stars; amaze me tender, strong. Massage me soft; let’s dance as […]
Was there a glint of moonlight in your eyes? a tender silver spilled as tears from heaven; you that night of early August, when we left to build a future […]
As darkly butterflied, you whispered velvet lull in affirmations of deficiency as ghosted winds, in scream like twisters you broke apart the bonds, dependencies you were my aqua regia, acid […]
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
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