Mark my safety on a line between dredge and transparency Indicate where I’ll be in a year for the wellbeing of dependency Instigate a moment that will make me worry for a while End it for the time being and drink the tears of the nile Produce the openness that we need desperately Into each … Continue reading Pain as an institution.
Mina placed the last piece of cutlery on the table. It was part of an antique silverware set her grandmother left to her when she passed. Mina knew her grandmother would be delighted to see her using the set for a dinner party. She looked at the clock, it was nearly seven and her guests … Continue reading A story about Mina