Annie & the world

Ivy grows quiet, creeping green and shy, Twisting secret tendrils on walls that touch the sky Just like my thoughts of him, tangled and...

The rain has passed, the world refreshed, renewed. I step outside, and there it is: the sky, clear and blue. Fluffy white clouds,...

After days on the road, hostel beds, restless nights, I sink into my own sheets, soft and familiar, holding me tight. No more strangers'...

In the whirl of quiet thoughts and loud feelings, I've spent too many moments, too many evenings, Pondering, dwelling, on emotions so...