[tabby title="Poet Bio"] It was my father's faultThe rift between my twin and iWe came from the same wombWe escaped from the same waistMy sister and I ate from the same plateWe never bickeredWe never foughtWe parted from the same...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] What if our dreams are parasites?Parasites we can only tame when we sleepFor our state of wakefulness feeds their need to make us believe?Make us believe that anything is possibleAnd Nihilism is just a concept?What if dreams...