Poetry / Time
Does Time have the time
To ever stop by the Clock?
Take a little break?
Drink a cup of tea?
Come Time, come relax with me.
5 February 2021, 18:00 PM
FICTION / Commute of an old man
Year 2060: I was a lonely kid. Sometimes I felt as if I lived my whole life alone. There were different people here and there, flittering in and out, at the intersection where our lives crossed, before the roads untangled and moved apart.
18 September 2020, 18:00 PM
Time
Does Time have the time
To ever stop by the Clock?
Take a little break?
Drink a cup of tea?
Come Time, come relax with me.
5 February 2021, 18:00 PM
Commute of an old man
Year 2060: I was a lonely kid. Sometimes I felt as if I lived my whole life alone. There were different people here and there, flittering in and out, at the intersection where our lives crossed, before the roads untangled and moved apart.
18 September 2020, 18:00 PM