A Mature Love Poem
Tea whistling gently on the kettle. An open window. Smudges on rearview mirrors. A bed, neatly folded. A candle slow dancing on the...
A Mature Love Poem
Endless Summer
I remember when
The Death of Socrates
The Conductor
The Candies
The Dinner
The Laboratory
The Hummingbird
This is for the late nights
Mono No Aware