On the eve of Valentine's Day I have to ask... Why are we all so afraid of love? Where did this belief that love and strength cannot coexist come from? When did love mean weakness? What is this strange robotic fixation on the abolishment of feelings? Love never meant weakness. If anything it takes a... Continue Reading →
Puddles
In the pools I mop up, From vases turned over, I often see your reflection. It's Valentine's Day again, And you bring me flowers that are So fragrant and red-- Simply scented to mask the smell of your cheating. I hear the girl's voice echo from the bottom of the vase I see her reflection... Continue Reading →
Famous Last Words 