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anchors

there are no anchors keeping me afloat, there’s just the wind, the sky and the sea, pushing me to find new concrete. give me a reason to hold you so close, shut the window, don’t leave it unlocked. don’t go outside hidden under a cloak, i tell you there’s holes sinking our boat, lend me…

the garden and its essence

what if the garden was really yours all along? that during its dying days it clung onto life from your tears falling into the grass. the wilting roses were simply conserving their energy for the sun during dark days. what if the garden is the only evergreen edifice in this life, and only its flowers…

the mathematician

i know i am not the child my father dreamed ofhe looks at me with sorrow at what i could’ve been.my father sought to shape me into his personal prodigy,a trophy for his friendsrather than his son i was to be his greatest achievement. my father prayed for a mathematician“oh please my lord, bestow upon…