Sometimes I wonder if I'll end up like my parents.
Married to a person without the whisper of a touch, without a suggestion of a kiss, without an ounce of a... Read More
A few days ago was my first time seeing someone in the process of dying. She was not alive nor dead, she was in transition.
Every time her breath reached out for air, she took another step away from here, and she did so with no worries in her forehead wrinkles. ... Read More
So simple a word yet so complicated it seems to be
An existent charm, thou would have gained
It is always probably destiny
To meet another soul in fate... Read More