E— Loves Z—

I still think about the words on that piece of furniture, Z— loves E—, Or something like that


Your Life Is A Loaded Question

Here is a secret, self, for our ears alone: You are an android, Dreaming. You are an impossibility, Molded, broken, animate.

Feel the Music in your Soul

Feel the Music in Your Soul I sit down at the piano, my foot moving to the pedal, my fingers placed on top of the keys. The keys are cold but familiar as I play the first note. My eyes flick back and forth between the keys and the music I am reading, note after... Continue Reading →

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