The world of words and images that comes to mind from time to time:
Home is a memory, never a place. A sliver of time, we randomly embrace. Not confined by four walls, it’s a peaceful moment. We conjure […]
We are but fragile pieces, before winter comes. Just flowers with petals lost; or trees with branches bare; leafless remnants of nature, blown by the […]
There stands the shadowman, outlined against the moon. Pity you who have found him, by calling out his name. Quiet, watching, eyeless he answers, never […]
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