Speak the truth, think of others, don’t dawdle.
my 1,000th post
Speak the truth, think of others, don’t dawdle.
my 1,000th post
The Catch Forget the long smouldering afternoon. It is this moment when the ball scoots of the edge of the…
Rain The rain is raining all around, It falls on field and tree, It rains on the umbrellas here, And…
Language unstable as sand, but poets Strike on hard rock, carving Rune and hieroglyph , to celebrate Breath's sweet brevity.