Once a Year

They're all too long

Short creativity is the name of the game

Waking up alone

To the quiet and cold faucet water

Praying to the telephone for someone to help

My love

Gardening the hair of a daughter



Golden shallow eyes say happy birthday

Is it physical or mental

Pretending to be more than is

Pristine surroundings house the dawn light

Planned stubble worried over technology

Always expensive

Unempathetic hardware

Another name for human

History spills out

As it always has

Pale skinned violence that may be a malfunction

Apologizing for adaption

My family reunited