Le petit oiseau
“You smell like onions”she’s got her scarf around my neckour lips hold each other’s breathand we separate. “I do not.”There’s a broken letter... Read more.
You are no great kings
You are no great kings. Charlatans escapading in a quiet man's affair: I wish snow would fall fasterso my footprints were erasedbut car’s speed on frozen... Read more.
