It’s Springtime, and I am twitterpated!
when our dreams
have all headed
south
when the memories we held tight
against our chest
only remain as tattered
remnants
when...
I became trapped in a pixilated universe—
a virtual reality, I invested in a world
of people I couldn’t see or touch, but
I...
procrastinators are able to do 30 minutes of work in 8 hours and 8 hours of work in the 30 minutes before it’s due
Longing takes
so much of love’s breath,
what can remain
when figures are confirmed,
static, constant?
Passion pricks patience’s fingers,
...