snaking thoughtscoilthrough the wrinkles in my brain...i tap my pencilrhythmically onto paperhoping the slight graphite-etched soundwill solidify my g..
it's not the scent of latexshining along your skinor the crack of firm handupon softly rounded bumor the taste of sweet vanilla frostingsmeared in hap..
The importance of words to me is nearly unparalleled. Each is an individual world, uniquely beautiful. Even the ugliest of words can hold a certain be..