Fire is the beat,
Incremental in heat!
Fire is the beat,
Incremental in heat!
… but you are outside of the geometry of repetition.
— Nizar Qabbani
Do you remember the time — when we …?
Once upon a time, one of those little pleasures of my life had been going to the nail bar.
Yes, Sire. I am talking about having my nails done.
Love. How does love feel for you, to you and within you? I for one am afloat in this whirlwind of the rose, pulling me in.
It all happened when I have become INTENTIONAL about writing. Life offered me an opening and I made sure to squeeze in. Luckily, I have got lovely company.