An Absurd Word
Caught into the maelstrom of absurdity. Today; there is no verse to traverse. Today there is only the notion of being trapped in a bubble of thoughts that are left…
Caught into the maelstrom of absurdity. Today; there is no verse to traverse. Today there is only the notion of being trapped in a bubble of thoughts that are left…
My original cut was at an early age. Trauma; the first significant source of pain. I learned then how to cover those wounds. Yet we know that bandages aren’t for…
Can you hear me? We all want to be heard. Still, we all wish our words to resonate long after we have passed from this world. What makes some essays…