I reside in heavens when we fly it’s very clear the...
“People who can’t write verse are paranoid and suspicious about things...
Knowledge – the way I learned to spell this word is...
You crouched behind a rock Holding the first one An egg...
This is the story of a young woman who discovers that...
We have kissed Connected, killed Affectionately Dowsed and drown Suspicion A...
Drifted From planes of reality to The extent of our imaginations...
Planting the seeds Roosting for hours January showers Limited numbers Sunburned...
Air is cold against my head Like a damp cloth Or...
My self is Foreign to me now How I wish that...