Month: November 2018

I grief for those who have a beating pulse in their chest I mourn the death of those who hold…

My body no longer holds a place on this cold ground. It is only my soul whose heavy steps shall…

A body sits there, in the middle of the unkempt room. Staring at the eyes before her as they mirror…

He was sitting there, under the sapling, the crumbling pages of the book in his quivering hands. That’s all he…