The room was small;There was street graffiti on the wallAnd a bed next to it;They were both on the bedAnd he was on the top of her;To her,It was peculiar with this boy,She couldn’t stop gazing,At the face expressions...

IAmAWreckBruised and discarded like those old shipsYou found me and now what?Why do you smile?Everyone passes me by and not give a damnNot …A…Damn!You smiled at meYou reached for me and…andWhat am I supposed to do?You don’t understandI’m a...

  The tree, which I'll call Her is reaching the end of Her natural life. Limbs that once were spread apart, have thickened so much, that a hand has barely enough room to pass between and touch the spot, where in a tangled bush the sweetest fruit is...