Cosmic Collision

He paints me every night, our own version of the starry night, made out of my cries of passion and moon shaped scars of desire softly connecting the swirling red galactic marks left on my body to create the constellation titled ‘devotion’ planet of two uninhabitable by all creators us two. he sings to me…

Self Accountability

Part of becoming aware is understanding what we’ve done. Growing through experiences, and maturing through reflection. Throughout our early stages in life, we aren’t fully aware of our actions and how they affected others, let alone how they affected us. Our words were loaded Our anger pistols Our dismissive attitude and self-absorbed ways were blackholes…