Let me be a Mystery

Write.Think.Indulge.
Wild 4 the night

Wild 4 the night

                        When motivation strikes, one must act; for it will pass.image

Although they are

Only breath, words
Which I command
Are immortal

—Sappho

Free

Tonight I packed you up. Along with every crease I folded came a memory and along with every memory came a tear. It’s funny how in the end everything fell into place, how every crease managed to smooth out, how every tear managed to dry and how my heart lifted. I’m free. Goodbye.