There was a time, though I cannot seem to either remember or imagine it anymore, when I was actually excited … More
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Writing Potion
That brown earthy aroma of ground coffee in a wicked alliance with rum is made homelier with a deliberate allowance … More
a shameless bibliophile
To study literature is perhaps the most grueling, even a macabre torment that a lover of literature could invite upon themselves. The horror lies in the fact that one ends up failing to enjoy literature as they once did and they are not even aware of it for years.
Poetry Yearning Forest
Dear friend of my heart, do you still love poetry as you once did? the musty smell of old books … More
Forgetting that Moment
Dear friend of my heart, It is that time of the year, of the autumnal feeling everyone seems to be … More
Not all those who wander…
Dear friend of my heart, who wanders listlessly in the deserted streets of wakeful nights, searching for someone who would … More
Wind, Night, and a Beautiful Stranger
Dear friend of my heart, Have you ever felt like you had been away for years, but now you are … More
Dream, Rhythm, and Melody
Dear Friend of my Heart, Rhythm and melody are not exclusive. At the moment I come from a feeling that … More
Dreams, Orchids and Fruits
Dear Friend of my Heart, In my dream last night an angry red-headed man started becoming a story. He turned … More
love and freedom: a dancer of silent tunes
Dear Friend of my Heart, as my chest rises and falls in the company of the forest song, I am … More
