Once, I had a lover that twirled purple and blue in the darkness over me, he smelled of cloves and jasmine, I thought he was God. He thought I was unreachable. Once, there was an old dizzy man who read poetry to me all night long, his hands shaking, his eyes crying. I bowed my […]
vacuuming the cat is not a good idea !
There are three kinds of people, those who can count and those who can’t count