(P.S. poetry series) Untitled Dream
Maybe not, maybe here, I hear the sound of cars from the rear, bear and deer, loot is fairly near, clever is nothing, stupid is…
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Maybe not, maybe here, I hear the sound of cars from the rear, bear and deer, loot is fairly near, clever is nothing, stupid is…
Comfortable choices usually are the worst, because people can’t find the courage to break their own mind’s chains – said Dana while petting a small…
All happened so fast. Valery found herself sitting again in front of her phone. She waited for a message. Valery had many insecurities that made…
A life without a failsafe is one fraught with endless wrong turns and dead ends. If you take an erroneous path, there’s no way to…
A tough nut to crack. Tough indeed. In my case, it is as much metaphorical as is it literal. There is a recurring problem for…
Nostalgy is a matter Of letting something go It happens when you know The truth unspoken You do not fit there anymore In house, or…
She knelt before the shrine, her hands folded in fervent prayer. Before her, on the pedestal in the center of the shrine, a polished gold…
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