Poem

Shoes, everywhere— For the small and the large, For summer suns and winter winds, Boots that rise, boots that fall, Sandals of rubber, slippers of leather. For millions of...

Yes, I am guilty. I know something. And I am brave enough not to confess what I know. Yes, I am brave. My essence will fill yours so...

Hello everyone, my dear readers, It’s been a while since we last connected. I’ve been immersed in new projects — working on a film script...

It’s summer June’s reign is just over. The sun is flooding  Through the shades, Casting unnatural shadows— through the blades of the blinds  Playing shadow games Against my curves. It is caressing...

At the end of spring that we've reached, I'm still living its very first day, I don't know rain, wind, or even September... Why, you ask? I've listened...

O Creator of all loves, have I not shut myself away for so long? fearing I might spill as a single tear? I was born a rosebud, but...