Date: January, 2009
Muted dreams.
Empty displays of Love.
Unspoken desire to leave.
Unaffectionate gazes
covered by sweet words,
or not.
Erase all.
Let all go,
from memory.
Photo Credit: I. Roman
Our minds are in continuous motion. Writing serves to immortalize this movement of space. Here is a collection of my nomadic reflections; experiences of internal travel, re-lived.
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