Dear Friend of my Heart, I was going through some old pieces of writing earlier and something peculiar and amusing… Read more Treasures, Wings and the Moon

Dear Friend of my Heart, I was going through some old pieces of writing earlier and something peculiar and amusing… Read more Treasures, Wings and the Moon
I don’t understand this place. The madness softly subsides… what am I left feeling instead… abandonment. It is as… Read more Desire my Darling
preoccupied with a smile, not mine to begin with… only a moving glimpse, how we danced to the music… the… Read more the world was a blur
It was a strange day, I remember… water dripping upwards… no one seemed to notice it though, only me…… Read more Shivering Moon
What passions lure me out into the moonlit night, I forget… when in the soft glow, it’s quiet, it’s still,… Read more Only Silence
…hand strums old nylon strings…soft reverberation…rhythm of silence embraces the air leaving my lungs…breathing…always breathing…it was always the breathing…and then… Read more Brittle World; Diffused in the Evening
Dreamscapes and fantasies Are not my names tonight I am rather an ocean of sound Under the same moon as… Read more Ocean of Sound
“It was not a secret anymore That on the dark side of the moon Strange happenings would’ve been A common… Read more Bob the Mystery Bean
The wild woman called Luna Belocionado My lips quiver to speak of her too plainly For she’d been born under… Read more Wild Woman
I was told, and with much urgency, that it was not really real. What was ‘it’, I had wondered,… Read more It Felt Real
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Philosophy | Psychoanalysis | Politics
Still I Rise
A few scattered stories and some truth
For all the things I could never say out loud