Belongings

Years of travelling have changed my relationship with the things I own. My predilection for fancy mugs, arty trinkets, and chunky boots has stayed the same, but I’ve started to notice the importance of the settings in which the things are used.  The fanciest of mugs turns into just another piece of junk if I... Continue Reading →

Beyond the Last Bend

The day that I'll reach the end of the way With my strength spent and devoid of words I wish for a sunset burning in the sky Like in a dream I dreamt once upon a time. My face that tears traced as I roamed the land I will rest carefully on my parchment-like hand... Continue Reading →

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