The Custodian
A thousand memories scattered on the table all around, bands who march in uniforms but never make a sound, rivers …
A thousand memories scattered on the table all around, bands who march in uniforms but never make a sound, rivers …
I am adrift in an ocean of silence, sinking beneath each breath whispered over the curvilinear space she fills, leaving …
Once when the world was wizened And I was an upstart slave, shackled to my imagined savvy I fancied myself …
In blackest days, the lore of old Comes beckoning us to the past. Once lost inside, we safely fold Our …
Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of earth And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings; Sunward I’ve climbed, and …