Gratitude
Kitchen Chronicles- Tale from the Stovetop
Your eyes go cookoo. When you are looking at others. At the same time as yourself! The subheading might have confused you, but let me assure you it is indeed a full kitchen. I am in the kitchen, my mom is in the kitchen, Grammy is in the kitchen, sister-in-law is in the kitchen, and of course, the walking cooking disaster, my younger sister, is in the kitchen. I just pray that she doesn't set the kitchen on fire.
By Staringale2 years ago in Poets
The state the view
She stood in there without an aim purely freely as She felt that day without obligations and any heaviness or pain almost in a drunken state without any tension but there was never a drink in there the horizon seemed like a land of everything
By Antea Lumina Kala Matylda 2 years ago in Poets
