i’ve always been here, day by daydrowning and sinking, just feels so gray slimy...
Literary
She took me to the flea market and said, “Why don’t you make yourself...
Autumn never begins where summer leaves off, rather, it begins in the first amber...
It’s a quarter past five in the afternoon. The sun has begun to set,...
I left the bathroom, damp and stumbling with a cloth eratically wrapped around me...
today is my birthday, and my cake is nice my friends and i will...
is there life on mars? i’ve never been much of a bowie fan to...
the sea remains where it decides to be waves crashing on and off the...
As the sun bids farewell above the chorus of birds die down, we’re sprawled...
Gentle embrace as subtle as snow An essence of comfort in the cold She...