Poem

Things I Would Tell You If You Hadn't Gone Away For my weekly horoscope, the tarot reader pulled out a Four of Wands card. It means that I have lost my religion. If you add half a teaspoon of jaggery sugar in a cup of black coffee, it becomes easier to swallow on a wounded... Continue Reading →

Under Cold Water

What is the measure of wisdom but the capacity for kindness? Towards oneself more than anyone else. Followed by everyone else. *** I am considering buying a concealer, a new addition to the fathomless sea that is supposed to be a woman's make up kit. It starts small. It starts with a lip gloss. Every... Continue Reading →

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