To God who protects over me, please leverage blessings on my behalf. They play a hard game. May my soul… Read more Demons Play Violins.
Month: January 2019
Words with little Taste.
How bitter sweet are my inner thoughts, the card you wrote, the space you left… The nights I spent thinking instead of… Read more Words with little Taste.
Leftovers.
Sometimes I get into my moods. Where to start? More like…. where to finish? Or when? Let’s just say life… Read more Leftovers.