What I now fear the most is being called a Female,
Being called a female its like, its another curse...
I am a dragonfly
butterfly...
Flicker of a candle fails to meet the wildfire's...
Drip-drop of a faucet ever envies the flash...
Grabbing pen and paper,
I wrote a letter to you...
A tragedy
alone and dying...
She is at the bus stop
very large and very pretty...
We are born as a beautiful
precious baby...
Someone assumed,
given my youth...
Been responsible
my entire life but I have...
Wanderlust
Sometimes the anticipation of travel...
The ocean crawls up to the sand beneath my feet
As a small crab runs by, scampering towards the...
Why such an old guide?
‘Cause the things I want to see...