how my eyes see your eyes is a long story, endless and reckless, drowning and thriving, it goes something like this if words could be less maniac to me- stage 1: I cannot look away, they drive through me like arrows shot right piercing into the layers of hollow hideous hideouts and all of… Read More stages of your eyes on me
‘I promise.’ It was dark and silent. I could barely hear maa’s sniffles, over my heart knocking on the walls of the cage that was built of rotten flesh and stitched skin- I could barely see baba’s eyes, turning red and teary, as he looked away from me, staring into the void, running out of words to… Read More I promise.
last night in my dreams, I screamed aloud, ‘freedom, freedom, freedom!’ my lover lying naked next to me, his hands wrapped around my neck like a noose about to tighten on my life, and choke me to oblivion- woke up, startled! he was drowning in worries, and miseries, trying to loosen my anchor, trying to… Read More f r e e d o m ft. love