You gave birth to me;
then left me alone one day...
There you were,
Inanimate...
The tea is strong in the morning,
making up for the leftover mascara...
Stay with me, darling
Though night is endless...
Coughing up
Obituaries...
Life is somewhere between the length of hyenas...
and the sweet tweet of nightingales...
Shy but smily, sincere and
Understanding to all the...
What do I have to do to make you see
that you cannot be a part of this self-sabotage...
As I learned the taste of warmth again
you come out of sudden striking like lightening...
we cross the meadow, astonished
in part by the beauty of it. the river...
When writing at night
my mind is clear...
Gods gift to women
never an Adonis just...