Black
Bloody black hole eats them all up Calls. Texts. Emails. The imagination gets fiercer— Are you alright? I talk to you in my head as…
Bloody black hole eats them all up Calls. Texts. Emails. The imagination gets fiercer— Are you alright? I talk to you in my head as…
I am not one to write posts about a year gone by. Reflections are lessons of a personal nature, and resolutions are best kept secret,…
She tried to focus on the pale grey of old, hot summer tar, the purple splashes making a contrasting background as the fruit hit the…