They’re just like me, I think or at least close enough as anyone will ever be, I think too they came to me in sea dreams of nightfull...

They could be just like me I saw them with the same brown eyes With the same wide eyes With that ever-present ache and pining at the pang...

I have known the sight of death, the sound felt its nimble fingers trace their way along my ribcage have known the scent of kindness the...

“A lovely child such as yourself,” said the women the ones who laid under ancient trees of wilted leaves and old bones who thought and...