A world without feeling is colorless stone,A kingdom of echoes, cold and alone.Laughter is thunder, love...
A cigarette is not just a cigarette. It is a pause, a brief escape, a reason to step away from things...
The walls lean too close—a room shrinking, folding inward,breath skimming its own echo.I press my palms...
I have watched the stars decay,not in hymns, not in clay,but in light’s long, silent fray,spilling truths...
In the late 1800s, Captain Finnley Wade was a name both revered and ridiculed among seafarers. A deep-sea...
Thought spills, liquid mercury,
slipping between the cracks of time,
curling into loops that whisper—
was...
A thought begins—a single spark,A whisper soft, a question dark.It twists, it turns, it bends, it sways,A...
—What is a thought?
A whisper in the dark. A ripple across the vast ocean of the mind. A fleeting shimmer...
She kneels before time,
a hooded figure draped in silence,
watching the sands fall,
each grain a name,...
I know the way you curse my name,The way you flinch when shadows call.I see the fear, I feel the blame,Yet...
You are beautiful, I cannot lie.A face like frost on autumn’s breath,A hand that stills the raging tide,A...
Here lies one who was never truly still, not in mind, not in heart, not in soul. He was a traveler of...