On my Birthday Evei don’t think aboutthat it is my BirthdayEve when i wake up, just simply that it is...
The coffee was my loverShe held me when I held her, Kissed my mouth, burned my tongueCupped in a cup...
How am I supposed to talk About the circle of life, when I don’t so much as smile At a...
I met a tornado on the bridgeThe river, my friend, stared back:“Why did you think I’d be gentle?”Knowing the river,...