My muse is missing. Not sure if it's because I'm busy with other things or if she has totally left me to fend for myself. This is my invitation to her..
I wrote this right after the news broke. However, I decided against publishing it at the time. I felt as if the wound was still too raw. Now, I know i..
The windows lay forgottenDust trails back and forthAs the wind passesThe room is unkemptUntouched by timeThe door is left unlockedNo footprints left t..
A keen wail breaks the silencelike fragile spun glassthat breaks to tiny diamondsthat sparkle like starsA forgotten promisethat creeps into my memoryo..