victor : Writing

again about thinking

again about thinking

A Poem by victor


In the mild heat of my room, fans whirring like the cicadas screaming outside, I wonder about things. I'm always thinking nowadays. Always pondering n..
another verse about specificity

another verse about specificity

A Poem by victor


The moon has come to rise again tonight, as it always does, yet I still find myself relieved. I wonder, every now and then, will there come a day wher..