Tag: books

they left. everyoneeveryoneeveryonehas left. i’m numb,i can’t be sad anymore. the hiccuped tearsfind their closure. in the deepest of subconscious knowings- isn’t this what i wanted? somehow, it just doesn’t feellike what i wanted. the abandonment is the adhesive-blinders on.  novemberdims the skies, for fairy lightsand other worldly realms. now is the time, to write the book.  i begin. one thousand. two thousand… words…  time,now measuredin cafe…