first kiss, shrouded in mist
There was some fear, on my part, that our sojourn might damper what made our encounter so special in the first place. A roll of …
written work
a hermetically sealed universe
More Italian than French both in appearance and mannerisms, he had the churlish air of a tired rockstar past his prime. I had a hard …
gather ye rosebuds while ye may
The fear of the morrow dare not hold sway Over the brave and merry who have claimed today Fortune and chance may still fall in …
quiet in the peanut gallery
Rain had a way of lending the usually seedy-looking 11th arrondissement an inebriating charm. A scent almost like the little dish of pennies I kept …