In the far distance there is the obtuse buzzing of an alarm, but with your mind drifting in the realm …
Poem: Arguably the best feeling
oh, how when you kiss me it feels like the soft push of the keys on a piano. …
Nothing good ever happens after 2 AM
I’m clutching the glass of water in my hands as if it’s going to shatter if I only squeeze a …
Poem: [reading / un-reading]
I read the poems written in the past years citesc poemele scrise în anii trecuți I reread them with a …