Twisted Angles

If life is a puzzle, where do I fit in? Am I the extra piece, left out in the end? Or a broken one? afraid to begin? Are my colors too bright? to find a matching twin? My shape too eerie, to effortlessly nest in? An impossible puzzle? Time clocking in.. My pieces long gone, but me paying for their sin?

There are all kinds of bonds between people... Some are tough but short bonds, bound to break with distance, Elastic bonds that'll always...

2019-2025 Seven years ago, on a summer day in May, I got you. I’ll admit, I was hesitant. But you smelled like heaven. And I have a thing...

Maybe we end up creating our own hell. I even found the perfect flag for it.

There should be rehabs for power trips, for ego highs and collective delusions disguised as dreams.

Overwhelming positivity can be as off-putting as overwhelming negativity.