Dear Paper

Dear paper, I have come to you again Like the faithful come to church, Or the drunkard to the tavern, Or the lover to his naked lover on the bed. I come to you rejoicing, I come to you crying, I come to you cursing, I come to you smiling, I bring with me my … Continue reading Dear Paper

The Aftertaste of Sorrow

I carry you around with me, A pebble in my shoe, A backpack heavy with regrets, An invisible blade stuck in my chest, A blood stain on my conscience, A wound in my memory, Through which images and scenes seep through, Remnants from better times, When you and me, The two of us, Shared a … Continue reading The Aftertaste of Sorrow