“Ageing,” a poem by Glenda Taylor
I’m slowly dissolving into the Void. While others are spending years sitting upright on hard cushions, striving not to strive to achieve mindlessness, I’m getting [...]
I’m slowly dissolving into the Void. While others are spending years sitting upright on hard cushions, striving not to strive to achieve mindlessness, I’m getting [...]
They say (whoever they are who say nevertheless with words) that a picture’s worth a thousand words, pictures being more exact replicas of reality, or so [...]