I don't decide; I...
Author: Lia
Created on a whim. Untangling the weft
Hout/den and wave
I am...
A war and Glory (two poems)
...after losing a battle...
Notes from an empty stomach
I crave...
The ravenblooming
I dreamed that a lady....
In the pocket of love’s glorious robe
Maybe...
The arrows of the pleiadian seraphim
In the end
it was the....
Joker
....was the one....
Le vague se fait en marchant
I miss...
Crackle
Every leaf rose...
