My walls are stained with the skittish color of burgundy.
A shade that reminds me of my mother…
The Color of Wine
Crystal Woods
It was amusing, When the woods
were chopped down
It was amusing, To see them fuck up
and burn it to the ground…
In Memoriam
To
The girl who stopped
The truth pouring from her words
Out of fear of what it might reveal…
Rain by Saachi Shetty
When the clouds are impregnated with infinite droplets of water, delicate enough to bequeath upon you a lifetime of experiences, and so Herculean enough to …