BACK TO THE ROOTS
I perceived my existence in this world when my eyes opened to a bunch of several of my siblings tickling each other...
BACK TO THE ROOTS
I perceived my existence in this world when my eyes opened to a bunch of several of my siblings...
Hour Twenty Two Jun 16
Hour Twenty Two Jun 16 My body feels dead, like it should But it isn't completely I am...
BACK TO THE ROOTS
I perceived my existence in this world when my eyes opened to a bunch of several of my siblings tickling each other and my ears getting torn by robust cries of a healthy newborn girl. Sustained by milk and healthy oil massages, we grew long and thick. It took me a few...
Hour Twenty Two Jun 16
Hour Twenty Two Jun 16 My body feels dead, like it should But it isn't completely I am hanging between life and death Balanced delicately on the gossamer thread of hope and despair Which side will it tip? It has been 2, 3 or maybe 4 hours since...
You Got it, Girl!
m a girl; her house is the clouds, her dreams, her roof I am part devil, part angel; honest and kind Child of a wiseman father and angel mother In me is fused her large heart, his timeless wisdom But, in between lies my own wild dark side; boom boom! The girl’s now...