Why does this wound
never close, never heal...

She was passing coastlessly across the coasts
when I saw her...

She was passing coastlessly across the coasts
when I saw her...

The word
Like a genre or species...

Dance that imbue the aptitude
of postures in all the shadows...

Left the cage ajar
to free her but she returned...

A big bird in a
tight cage. A tiny bird in...

To Misty Flower
Your birthday is...

To Misty Flower
Your birthday is when beauty was born...

There are poetries
unwritten in either sides...

All my ventures in the flesh of grapes
were because...

O my beautiful butterfly
you are not so beautiful after all...