.the morning after.

07.10. On a blue chair. Under a thick white sheet. I was half awake half asleep when the nurse came … More

I am a soul gone to seed

I lit the candles and let the taste of the first sip of yet another cheap Côtes du Rhône melt … More

Η γραμμή της καρδιάς στην παλάμη σου. Earlier today, I read this quote “I feel like a part of my soul … More

My mom was about to leave the room when she stood up and touched my grand mother’s little, elderly fragile … More

Η γέννηση της αλήθειας, ή μάλλον το ξύπνημα μιας αλήθειας που εκκολάπτοταν από παράγραφο σε παράγραφο της ζωής. Η στιγμή … More

Nina Simone was asked “What is freedom?” and she spoke the truth I have come to realize the past few … More

[A short story I wrote this morning out of some lyrics] Shadows settle on the place, that you left. Our minds are … More

γιατί το πρόσωπο σου όταν με κοιτάς ανθίζει. και όταν κλείνεις τα μάτια αναδύεται το άρωμα σου, αυτό της γής … More

My childhood was happy and full of stories, bed time stories, breakfast stories to allure me to drink milk – … More

Why is it that every time someone is coming closer, our heart goes cold yet our wounds get wide open again? … More