Heart

When my heart feels heavy, I press my head against the windowpane and think about the things I once called bad. Yet, it was those very things that changed the […]

The clock waits,only for today’s death. I tell myself,perhaps a walk—a breath beyond these walls. Where do they go,these restless souls?The street has stolen them,eyes vacant,lost in motion. Houses shrink […]

I start writing from here. Beginning to write is usually difficult, but believe me, the charm of touching the keyboard makes it unexpectedly easy. The sound of the keys clicking […]