…the recurring pains of authenticity
I want to feel likethere might be morethan this again. I want to feelstory-like again. I feel a compulsion, a need. Yeah, […]
We know nothing so the world may as well be edged in waterfalls or made of glass and we surely came from […]
There are bars of sunlight on my wooden floor and I slept for ten hours […]
The wind tunnels through the room heavy and hot. Thoughts hazing my head, more powerful than exhaustion. No force to put me […]