There are questions that I have scribbled on the tissue paper lying on this coffee table: Words that scrimmage with the numbers in the sealed boxes that I have built inside my head, Alongside the scaffolding and barricades that scurry past the rivers of obliterated dreams. The flowers that I pluck from the stories burrowedContinue reading “Questions by my Morning Latte”
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On a Train Downtown
I saw you stumble on the way to your seat on the train downtown. Your abashed giggle, your frantic look-see from pillar to post; your quick and agile steps towards your seat as you act like nothing happened, just momentarily. I saw you doze your head on the train downtown. A pencil in your handContinue reading “On a Train Downtown”
Swan's Labyrinth 