Ravishing Rose

She struts draped in crimson velvet and fragrance she wears give rise to a sense of awe enticing with promises. Symphonic femininity, though prickly by nature, ...

The Family Heirloom

โ€œWhy words, when they’re so slippery?โ€ Whisperings find me standing At the bridge โ€” Squinting through light and darkness To see whatโ€™s left to hold as tra...