Love to make your acquaintance But will we meet one day?Maybe in a crowded coffee shop?A spring day in the middle of May? Sitting across one another sipping drinksMine is a chai, yours probably a latte As passersby look at us with...

If variety is the spice of life, my sobriety isequivalent to rolling seven on a cubic dice. Standing tall like united lice on laboratory prisoned mice will sooth the soul and mute the sighs. Goodbyes are poor receptions in...

Can i ask you to ask me if i’m okay? Is it weird if i don’t listen to that question anyway?Isn’t it silly to live life with a raised chin, while my body is covered with more scar tissue...