Mayhem in a Season of Honey -a sestina Scent of chamomile, and the smell of honey. Destruction hid in the coffee, over burnt already. She strolls into a sunroom filled with flowers and potted trees. But colors are abstract. Blind, intertwined with the immaculate darkness -- shades from the hell they’ve told her. … Continue reading Mayhem in a Season of Honey
Academy of the Heart And Mind 