We did not foresee Chance for love disappearing. How naive is youth.
Your Latin was bad. My bad was longing for you, ad infinitum.
Behind the mountains, I wonder if you are there, wondering the same.
Romina and Julian always hated each other. They didn’t quite know why but the feeling was strong and mutual. It … More Romina and Julian
Marty read ‘The Post Office’ by Bukowski and decided to become a postman. He applied for the job, got a … More Certified Mail
Under the bright sun you lock me in a sweet dream. I burn but don’t care.
Down the streets of my heart, And the avenues of my mind. Down the valleys of my soul, And the … More Love Promenade