"... Your eyes are my lost silver—my only solid truth
They keep my hope from fleeing; they keep my lungs still breathing...”

17 68
2018-09-20

"... We are born crippled, confined, burdened by time and the vines of blood lines
We are the bearings of fog, of history and clocks, of the mysteries of life
In the hollow of rocks...”

23 97
2018-09-04