Month: March 2024

you owe a debt of love to everyone, even the nameless beings who wake at dawn to facilitate clean, endless water. You can pay it back, or agree to suffer a perforated solitude.

Regardless of anything you hear  You remain a man  And in your ears you hear the words  We must test you to limits to see how much we must love you But how many do you know  Who have not bent but broken  are dead with no history  You know the names the moment I…