Open; dewy bud, petals fragrant, thorns soft, friendly. Open; claws retracted, growl turned to purr teeth harmless. Open; rusty with oblivion, chamber unloaded, bullet; Cupid's arrow. Open; frown upside-down mood; post-coital, heartache free to enter.
To be honest, I haven't been able to muster up enough courage or joy to post about the things I love. Everyone is going on about the fuel subsidy removal and I feel lost and even more confused. Does no one else see? Is no one else bothered? This country is a shambles and no... Continue Reading →