Plan

The day You can’t even imagine, am I right? You can’t even think for one second that you did anything wrong … It is as if there are plains of silence floating above some deep white thick warm clouds which hover on top of one another. You know this is the right thing. I mean, whoContinue reading “Plan”

My language

A white rose smells like living. I breathe it in to remind myself what it is to be missed from this dense embrace of Right-here-right-now. A red rose looks like lure. I stare at it so that the fire in me sees it and tries to imitate it. Monkey see, monkey do can be usedContinue reading “My language”