Ah, thunder strikes again
All that remains are ashes...
Hero is a woman who has been bitten,
raped, convoluted in her loss of dignity...
December approaches its end,
clouds trail mountain tips...
My body is a prison;
frozen fingertips hunch...
I ask myself what I really want from you.
How can I excavate my truth if you are...
you asked me to master a new form of art,
but the best I could do was to decipher the...
On still nights,
cold air suckles my rose-scented chin...
His name is J and I don't know him well.
His existence in my dream may be a...
Look
how inflated I am...
The bed -
it beckons me...
I've been building castles
in the chambers of a red sea...
the AC kicks on and rattles the closed door...
how many times now have i been told...