Anhedonia
We don't talk anymore Nothing much to say Very little to convey. We don't make love often When it's not about desire There's the issue of 'fire' . We're not…
Chikamso’s Swan Song
Mist, life, and shadow All doth end. As do war; rain and sorrow. It is full moon tonight. Let us eat of varied honeys Sip, lap, and consume exotic elixirs…