Katia Krow
Moss Eats (the Silence She Left for Me)
Kats Krow
When I Was a Bird Up There
Whispers from the Bloc Obscure
Julfar
I've Called Off The Search, I Know Exactly Where You Are
Klaus Borealis
Funeral Dirges for Love's Last Embers, Scattered in the Winds of Time: An Ode to the Fragility of Human Connection and the Inevitability of Loss
The Observer of the Idle Spectacle
was it kind of nice to see me smile?
there are only so many days you can spend waiting
it's 3 am and the window's open...