“Do you think that I count the days? There is only one day left, always starting over: it is given to us at dawn and taken away from us at dusk.”― Jean-Paul Sartre but what will i do tomorrow you ask i will tell you then but what will can survive such sorrow i will find... Continue Reading →
The body is a portal-cage #poem
The body is a tribe And i a loyal follower Let's worship our elders So to tease our children The body is a portal-cage And i a little bird Lay me out some nuts So i may grow some This body is all mine And i its humble shadow Lie and we'll know it So... Continue Reading →