On the misty window of her room, she let her finger trace a broken line. She was that line.
Tehran MoonlightIf somebody tells me and my wife to get a room, I always ask, How about the kitchen?
This Book is Not FOR SALEI’m so old school I’m like a one-room schoolhouse—with no bathroom. I always keep it classy.
This Book is Not FOR SALEThe petty worries of the school room must not be carried to your home or boarding place.
Twenty Talks to TeachersA vein throbs to the left of his forehead. It pulsates, mirroring the violence in the room.
Where The Dead Fear to TreadSigns offer a way to speak, yet keep the room perfectly silent.
A Zebra is the Piano of the Animal Kingdom