Requiem for Love & Sex
Tonight, I’ll visit Death. For days I’ve sensed the arrival of this juncture but only realised the precise time a few minutes ago. Knew it as I climbed the last flight of stairs, ten steps in all – a countdown i counted… ten, nine… and then so soon- three, two, one- -to where I’m sliding my guilty key into the iron gate’s lock. The rooftop is my special place. I will miss my stony friend. A glitter of stars ensure that I know which way to fall. The wind tugs … Read the full article…