Failure is written on stone
while success is recorded...
Collect
every civil lesson we've been taught...
We were 5 and 7
when mornings tasted...
There burns a war between two nations,
over the years, fueled by intimidation...
The world outside is inaccessible to her-
index cards plastered onto skin with...
It's not yet winter and we're already hunting for...
if not cotton, and somehow, as sales seasons sneak...
A little flower
sprayed with human pesticides...
"Sunglasses in Heaven"
Wherever I go...
What is feminity?
She smiles a bit lost...
What withered Frenchman plucks a courtesy
For a dream about a crimson road with a rich...
He flies
his tattered kite...
Shadiness blurs past inconspicuous strangers,
a color that isn't seen with the naked eye...