Dear Ellen

I miss you so much. The more I enhance your existence by immersing in your architectural dimension (that I created), the more alive I feel. If only I had more time. I know this sentiment is mutual, but you are holier than I’ll ever be–more intelligent, more reserved. And since I’ve been reluctantly taking steps Read More …

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On a constant journey Into a non-expository domain A platform of undiscovered word arrangements The mind will do its best To unveil a new influx of phrases In order to self-medicate And enunciate Every hunch and intellection For which there is no proof Devoid of the light A malfunction of the rod cells A mind Read More …