rodrigogour : Writing

Blind.

Blind.

A Story by rodrigogour


I remember, so I can’t breathe, and I don’t think I need to.
Propinquity.

Propinquity.

A Poem by rodrigogour


I’d rather go down in flames than settle for something less than what we had.
Deadlock.

Deadlock.

A Poem by rodrigogour


When love dies, does it do so gradually or all at once?
Silence.

Silence.

A Poem by rodrigogour


"It is in the farcical reality of my imagination that I let the truth out, and sometimes, in the oddest of moments, truth can be magical on its own."
Orbs.

Orbs.

A Poem by rodrigogour


There was a hidden thrill behind your stare, as if you knew exactly what was going on through my entire body.
Clarity

Clarity

A Poem by rodrigogour


I know this is not a poem, but I don't know how to classify it. I've never really had anyone giving me feedback, so I would really appreciate it. If ..