The one about the parasol
It’s raining sun.
And what do you do? Read more
It’s raining sun.
And what do you do? Read more
Ah Persephone, the beautiful goddess of Spring, with a smile as cheerful as the breeze,
I dreamt of you last night.
Only it wasn’t you. It was a distorted image. A memory of a memory of a memory…from the last time I remembered your face. Read more