First night in the new bed. I lay listening to my own breath, trying not to miss the warmth of his touch or rhythm of his heartbeat. In the months since the failure of my father’s heart I was scared o… more →
litereskepgiselbrecht wrote 1 year ago: First night in the new bed. I lay listening to my own breath, trying not to miss the warmth of his t … more →
mooox wrote 1 year ago: Desideratum Otiose …a picture placed before the eyes of many before you; standing on the corne … more →