There are mornings
when I wake up...

You're such a
pampered star...

Wait, was that a gun?
You honestly couldn't tell...

Heading for the Southern Coast
to spend a day with family...

You stare at the laundry,
touch the walls...

I think you were the view.
You gave these heights...

This world will not end with
a Big Bang. There...

You realize it’s been days
on canned soup, and...

In an air-conditioned,
crowded mall...

Look, the celsius degrees
are sneering at our thirst...

Every night, her
nostrils search for...

You are waves of guilt,
looking unsullied and sky blue...