Have me reach your love beyond raven walls,
further than the lacuna of my query...

It's the sun that watches my back, wiping off
the drops of sweat with clean sweeps round my...

Forget that it's Sunday
that I am an impulsive naive girl...

"Come a bit closer, I need your help
with this&quot...

If language were a code for war
we'd be verdicts of an indigo sky...

*
How can I hold wintertime as you...

Washed out, agonizing to be a glass bottle instead...
you concern yourself with to be crumpled; I'm...

The barrette in my brown hair used to remind
my father of night, presidential debates the...

Abreast her warm lips
there is a leaf relapsing...

Our confessions will be a
forecast, not of ink nor...

When a person tells you that life is unrewarding...
Takes those words out of your memory and watch how...

I.
Days become farther and farther away...