Early one morning, you were born in a Word document. There was no reason for your birth other than my strange yearning to create some coherent narrative. But what I made wasn't exactly coherent. It wa...
Long poem about:
Have you ever wondered when did the night end?
Have you ever looked around you thinking your life is going sideways?
Have you ever just kept on drowning in your self-pity and drugs?
I...
Early one morning, you were born in a Word document. There was no reason for your birth other than my strange yearning to create some coherent narrative. But what I made wasn't exactly coherent. It wa...
Long poem about:
Have you ever wondered when did the night end?
Have you ever looked around you thinking your life is going sideways?
Have you ever just kept on drowning in your self-pity and drugs?
I...