I needed to write something.
Tag: authors
Xmas without Christ
A Christmas poem.
Escaping Love
I don't know when love became elusive. What I know is, no one I know has it. -Warsan Shire
Nino Brown
Always business. Never personal.
Dear Journal,
I wish that I could be in two places at once, in your presence and in your mind.
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