Posted by Aress Mohamed

Entangled

I sat there on the seat of that barbershop, and looked at my hair through the mirror, taking one last glance, as if to permanently brand the image to my memory, perhaps so I could...

A Home By Any Other Name

A story of love and loss, of pains and dreams I thought about it every day for the twenty five years that I’ve lived here I think about it sitting here behind this old rugged...

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