-
I've given up,
twisted tween rock formations...
-
locking myself in
for the second time felt like...
-
I would like to take your serration
and run it over the tender part...
-
On restless feet she wanders
through the garden of her life...
-
A solitary raindrop
rolls down your left cheek...
-
Will the future
be fair to you...
-
-
I often forget you
in the sun...
-
It's the last crumble of
summer. The quotidian...
-
Mothers and daughters,
sisters and aunts...
-
I don’t have space
for grief...
-
After you
I became creative...
-
excavated childhood memories, i handle
them with care, reminding myself to hold...