I’m the one who doesn’t look for you or else you’re the one who doesn’t reveal herself;  I dig in the wrong place  or else you’ve gone and h...

Four russians  Four Russians at a concert of Beethoven out of breath, hair cut short. Why were you crying? and most importa...

A swarm of thoughts A swarm of thoughts dissipates in a flash, from multiple orations of pallid, sunken hours dawn emerges, as ...