It is hopeless to be a romantic when one is not worth so much hype. That walk on the beach while the breeze whistles songs in the joy of the union And the waves reach out to shake hands in agreement; that is not What I am worth and that is not what I shall... Continue Reading →
They never scolded me for taking apart the electronics. Every last screw, I’d remove them all. What wonders my young eyes would take in as I studied each of the circuit boards I undressed, With such intricate connections that I knew as life’s breath. Even I, a child, understood the complexity of what made such... Continue Reading →
I know My worth. Not much.