“Years from now, when I return, as I must, maybe this old man will still be here, but why should he?”
— Bienvenido Santos, from “A Visit to Sulucan” in ...
Poem for a Crush (16/30)
We flirt like nervous puppies;
soft fur tail wagging and light licks to the jowls.
Or is one of us a squirrel,
Etymology of "Crush" (17/30)
Because passing interest is more squeeze and love
is more shatter, so what falls between the two?
“We cannot slow down time. But we can always change direction.”
— Iain S. Thomas (Intentional Dissonance)