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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i love how the silence can sing the unspoken but i shun it all for i am just a glitch in the music ~ a broken guitar string i am poetry scribbled in haste and bottled up in seashells ebbing away in waves eternally searching for the shore ~ mind’s fugitive from two worlds apartContinue reading “erratic excerpts,”
Swan's Labyrinth 