Time stamps.

Here's a little something I wrote. It's about diaries and memories and tragedies. Also, wine. There's also a few tv show references. It starts with this - "Happy stories are like glasses of wine. They don’t last forever unless you have a big bottle hidden somewhere".....

Poetry on her skin.

"1957, one autumn night, she asked me to write poetry on her skin. It was right after I'd kissed her waist and told her how her skin reminded me of paint - of blue seas, white birds, yellow autumn leaves, and red wine, every shade that made her human........."