Apr 2020
We can't fall asleep outside with everyone anymore.
Our own beds are the last line of defense against the black.
The black of the past, holding nothing but rosy sepia.
Our own beds are the last line of defense against the black.
The black of the past, holding nothing but rosy sepia.
Let it be known ; whoever we bring into our beds occupy an integral part of us ; lest we lose that too, and never be forgiven ourselves.
December 2017.
December 2017.
