Prudy

Do you think of me as gone? I am with you still in each new dawn. I never thought in so short I would be on a pen writing another obituary after "TM in a circle" , saying my goodbyes and so longs to an old friend, a daughter, a mother to a nation in... Continue Reading →

Silence in absence

We haven't spoken in three days and all the other days conversations seem to feel forced, reluctant to my ways she has become my fear of how relations drift apart , catastrophic for its strains, bad for its sad. None of us glad distant lover, ex lover, my lover, I loved you before & will... Continue Reading →

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