Dry Mouth Society

And we draft…


Photo by Yingpis Kalayom on Unsplash

Parkinson's law was muted while I barely lost and found an elevator to a higher self,

stairs didn’t match inches tall,

bother my infected ankles,

Bowling ball, un-addressed

kicking house corners,
said I am cleaning well,
dear f*ck neighbor !!



Cormoran Lee

I pour my heart involuntarily into words, since I found that writing is the ultimate solution for a nightmarish sailing journey. I can still connect with you :)