Woman Against Machine. Spirit Against Rot
I hear the breaking of a chain not long from the hour when gold scratches on feather and the hand lays its claim on the nib once more.… Read the full post
Walls in Paper Clips
The walls gave in that night. The last paper clips holding them together fell to pieces in the ocean where the water didn’t stay wet after hitting the ground.… Read the full post
Our Evolution as Lovers of Our Ever-Changing Selves
Love evolves, and every day, I find new ways to love the new version of you; new versions of us. A new poem by Natalia Go… Read the full post
A Safe Place to Snore
Seven billion people on the planet. Only I have the privilege of hearing your snores up close, telling me you feel safe in my arms. A new poem by Natalia Go.… Read the full post
The Author is Dead
But then, I met you in the passage. You’re still here. And I am reminded that I did not get here alone. Suddenly, the cheap glimmer turns into an aurora… Read the full post
My First Art Event. Patrons of the Arts: Originals
I will be at the Patrons of the Arts: Originals, where I will be showcasing my artwork and original merchandise.… Read the full post
Tourists in the City of Spirits
The moon was peeking at the turn to the colorful emporium where music played for weary tourists who wanted a piece of the magic. Written by Natalia Go.… Read the full post
The Colors of the Subatomic Spaces Between Us
Don’t fret. I have seen the inside of the particles that convinced us we are matter. I saw the colors of the subatomic spaces between us, and I guarantee we are brighter than the stars.… Read the full post