Category: identity

Time was a casualty of its success

Tick tock. Tick tock. Time was ticking away. Time to motor and pick a lane. Time to outlast and outpace. Ticking. Ticking. Top choice and top dog were her favorite phrases. Tinkerbell had nothing on her. Time to step up. Throw herself into future. Troubadour spirit propelled her […]

Your tragedy is my ceiling

You’re having a moment A breaking point of sorts You killed her dream Or rather Her dream died upon your demise Dreams come and go, but To dream is divine She needs to dream, but Your tragedy is my ceiling A dreamslayer, an auctioneer Darkness is your highest […]