9 to 0 and This is the Final Round.
Are any of us Human?
Black skies and black waters.
Unmake the scars that I bear. Those lingering memories of rejection. Unmake me. Undo the tears, the crying done in my father’s arms, the restless nights, the isolation and the fear. Strip me bare and unmake into a babe unmarked by life. Erase my name, forget my face and undo the scars that make me […]
A night to remember.
A coffee date