The Professor

I used to sit in coffee shops and write. I loved smelling the coffee and hearing the sound of clinking plates as the baristas served pastries to the sitting customers. I was social back then and I would make conversation with anyone sitting near my table. This happened often and I always sat there, amazed [...]

Wild Woman

Wild woman I keep you caged still I hear you clawing at my insides You're getting stronger I suspect that one day I won't be able to contain you I'm truly sorry for not listening to you The world taught me that I shouldn't give in to my desires That is how I was told [...]