Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
You, are not just something I write about – for, of, around or under. You, are something that flies so close to my wing then dives down for a fish. Does not tell me of the school. A wise therapist once told me my blue eyeliner made me look pretty. Read more
for the motel days. for the barbecues and the merry-go-rounds picking the best ponies, not enough to go around. so under the sheets, we are looking for treats withheld by men or women or the tempting fire. So hot it feels like coldness fingers touch things that hurt all the Read more