When cellulite appears before my eyes
I see the dimples on the skin with fright...
After being tended to by parents, who had more...
than love—who called out for a more benevolent...
The days are warmer now—you spill everywhere,
even the shadow is formed in your shape...
I want to share the sunset with you, I don’t...
reduced to slivers of photographs and pixels...
Sorrow espaliered across the width of my...
manages to cast light on it. I suppose that...
The body is a river of grief, and at its mouth—a...
you learn quickly that speaking about the wounds...
Maybe you see it in your subconscious
the wound that more or less we all share...
Sometimes sunsets are
synonymous...
I try to hide in the shades of
yellow, crossing words that no...
I reach with spider webs for fingers
Connecting souls within my life...
Light glances through the mist-filled trees
Gentle hands weaving heart-strings...
Comme je t'aime
"I love you for all the women I have not known...