Nodus Tollens

The realization that the plot of your life doesn’t make sense to you anymore. Although you thought, that you were following the arc of the story, you keep finding yourself immersed in passages you don’t understand, that don’t even seem to belong in the same genre. This requires you to go back and reread the chapters you…

A Melancholic Bliss

Some sorrows are sweet, The boundless beauty of which fills your bounty to the rhythm of a stolen season, That you’d like to keep them close to your core. You wouldn’t like to wash it off with tears nor blurt it out in fears, nor would you wipe it clear from the terrible chambers of…