I was a roompainted tan, with a new ceiling fanin the heart of a houseno one stayed long enough to touch. Most of the time,I…
Poet & Storyteller
I was a roompainted tan, with a new ceiling fanin the heart of a houseno one stayed long enough to touch. Most of the time,I…
I turn over,but cannot hide.I should be asleep,but I cannot. I can feel it,like I am somewhere else.The hoursonly expandand they grow. I don’t know…
I can’t unlove because I amimpatient, selfish.I love as if I cannot be hurt,going on as if nothing is wrong. I cannot unlove because I…