Who shall ever tell the sorrow of being on this earth?
By some chance here they are, all on this earth, and who shall ever tell the sorrow of being on […]
apartment, poetry, singing
music
Seven quick takes, volume 6
— 1 — Maybe I’m foolish, but when I walked into my doctor’s office this morning and cheerily announced “I
What I Did For Love
Thank God my mother took me to the theater as a child. I don’t use that phrase cavalierly; I literally
Joy like dust in the air
Once my student acupuncture interns found out that I was game for anything and never complained, they began pulling out
