Eve and Her Garden…
The Garden of Eden is in shambles. Old bones litter the brown grass. The chairs where we sit in summer …
The Garden of Eden is in shambles. Old bones litter the brown grass. The chairs where we sit in summer …
I need to see the world in dimension, that the ancient trees do not rend the sky but lift their …
So much waits for the hands of a woman, and such vast whiteness and the whiteness of silence, perhaps it …