The Honourable Death of Pride Do you want to die or do you want to kill what’s been killing you inside? All I want to kill is my pride,...

Unrequited Love You can sing away my sorrow. You can take the honey from my cabinet. You can write my pain away. You can feel my blood...

Nomadic The ghost of me haunts you. My cold corps keeps you awake. Dead to you, but with a healthy pulse. What am I? I clothed you. I...