My biggest fear? It’s the shadow on my floor It’s the unfamiliar knock on my door It’s the way your Continue reading
Scrub. Wash. Clean. My dress is as good as new. Good enough to seduce you. But it doesn’t do anything Continue reading
A short story about unfinished sentences and the stories they hold.
An amalgamation of his eyes The beard that his chin sprouted, softly, like a man His affinity for my hands, Continue reading
Quiet now It’s so quiet now Electricity slushing through the synapses A train arriving late But it’s here No baggage, Continue reading
If I had to describe you without using analogies…I don’t know how I could achieve that. I can try though. Continue reading
Are we not on the same page? We’re sitting on the same bench, occupying the same space and are similarly Continue reading
This is what I find when I peek into the windows of what we have done to each other. Continue reading