As she dances in the moonlight. She is not aware of her witness. Or of the gifts she has given. Likened to her and her glistening sweat. My woes and...
The sun shares a hot smile As you stumble on your path You think another hard mile So your mood turns to wrath Many blisters and the pain The jagged...
These words, are for you, mother. They are left in the hope that once given form, they will cease to haunt me. I know not if this is an act of mercy...
The history of life is a big book And you are only to get a page What would happen if two I took And just tore them out with rage I would write very...