vnshjj I’m done with all relationships – commitment’s not for me. “I love you” will not cross my lips, and rings will make me flee. But...

vnshjj (Dedicated to the Boys’ Hostel) From day to day, and time to time I feel the thick and sticky grime Upon my forehead, on my nose,...

vnshjj A look of horror on my face and my mouth begins to mumble I feel my heart begin to race and my footsteps start to stumble I slowly...