The Tritanope (morose and blues)

hues of gray, pinks, reds, and the absence of blues… you’ve learned blue dresses the deepest oceans, and the colossal sky at days before the sun takes off and leave traces of orange just before black takes over. … More The Tritanope (morose and blues)



I don’t write of felicity, of peace, and hope, and love. Nothing inspires me. Nothing excites me. I write of confusion, of frustration, of anger, and pain. Things hurt me. Things slip through my hand, left me in vain. I don’t write of the summer’s heat, the cool sea breeze and its therapeutic smell that … More Doldrums