Angels are supposed to be heavinly guardians not besotten with humanity not lovers. Yet here you are all […]
my father’s poison ivy is rooted so firmly so paternal in the back garden of my hyppocampi stretching […]
I was pulled from stone no other sword is mightier than I King Arthur No one man may […]
At my round table you’re my left hand my hidden blade The ace that wins the lot Is […]
the pain – she is jealous of where you’ve touched me of where you’ve taken rest in my […]
i think about you a lot I’m reminded by cloudy Moonshine and the neon of this dive’s bar […]
We were celebrating fraternity There was talking when I met him – There was a lot of wine […]
