Orsolya Erdei·Aug 31TimelessAs sunlight catches here and there upon the tree, the branches, robed in gold, lift the veil for one brief, weightless gleam from the…
Orsolya Erdei·Aug 31Vis maiorA compelling egregore of woundedness is bracing for the next regress, siphoning off the lovely words which could have been yours — had…
Orsolya Erdei·Aug 3When Closure KnocksI am dreaming again of another timeline where I don’t answer when closure knocks.A response icon1A response icon1
