Wind and Shield Nests for Thursday Evenings
Stunted lagar for hopeful dreams
Peach stones silent in the egress of maladroit customs
Lacteal Sunday drifting like sailor’ed swiftness in marred compounds
How are,…how are you?
I wait for only you.
Poems
Stunted lagar for hopeful dreams
Peach stones silent in the egress of maladroit customs
Lacteal Sunday drifting like sailor’ed swiftness in marred compounds
How are,…how are you?
I wait for only you.