laugh lines
it’s not the spring sun that cracks the trees’ bark, but the new growth from within
it’s not the spring sun that cracks the trees’ bark, but the new growth from within
is it the spring breeze that makes me shiver, or the moon, reading my thoughts?
unsolved paradox: teaching kids about peace while giving them nerf guns
each raindrop requires one mote of dust. do your part. exhale completely