K : Writing

P.S. is a Bad Idea

P.S. is a Bad Idea

A Poem by K


This honesty I call my friend misleads me, a deviant masked with a hero’s cape.Foolishly, I keep falling for your deceit.Am I righteous or naive..
Terminal Uniqueness?

Terminal Uniqueness?

A Story by K


Sometimes being unique is a very lonely, uphill self-battle. When you're drowning in the mediocrities constantly, its the random chaotic splurges of l..
I know why Mona Lisa smiles.

I know why Mona Lisa smiles.

A Poem by K


Alone and by myself, with my thoughts, but well accompanied.Looking for the answers to no questions, looking for my backbone, looking for my soul. Fee..
Quien Eres?

Quien Eres?

A Poem by K


I want to know your smile.I want to feel your breath.I've known you for so long yet never touched your face.I might be just a moment.Perhaps a second ..

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