The glutton of the Gluteus trilogy Was walking behind colorful butterfly wings In symmetrical burlesque float A little rustle that made the eyes poke out And the tongue a little strung to gravity And the ever-glued eyes tried to free themselves From the perfect Gluteus maximus The flutter of bronze trembling the heart And troubling … Continue reading Beyond Beyonce
"Throw your dreams into space like a kite, and you do not know what it will bring back, a new life, a new friend, a new love, a new country" – Anais Nin
Kite Dreams 