Sometimes I forget what you looked like, so I revisit photos of you in my phone just to remember. ~S.H.~
Category: Poetry
Crooked lines defined aztec designs Geometry occupied the space In such beautiful arrangement. Minuscule, beyond the naked eye A world I could run to and focus. Make me read a…
Have you ever wanted to renew yourself? It is not the process of merely shedding some skin And growing new skin. But it is disintegrating yourself Or rather pull out…
Random thoughts that were expelled with no intention to entertain whatsoever but with the purpose of merely putting them into words.