Dear ArtTmodernmiami readers...
Dear sensitive souls!
Here I am.
What a strange time we are living in. Events, events...the pace is making us dizzy. This month, we...
Your gaze was tiny,
your arms even smaller,
yet you held on tight.
I couldn’t let go—
"I don’t want to," you whispered.
"I love you so much."
But now,...
Loneliness fell like a whisper,
waiting for you in the hush of cold air.
A sorrowful longing, brittle as frost,
mist weaving its veil around the world.
The...