Monthly Archives: November 2021

The line went dead a long time ago. Disassociation central, and it shouldn’t scare you anymore. God knows I’m passed the point of worry. As I’ve always said, there is something beautiful in death, it’s poetic or sublime. Somewhere along the way his soul froze, buried in piles of snow. But look how it glistensContinue reading “Citrus (A Poem)”