ANIKA ELIZ BABY

The personal accompanied by fiction, generous hints of erotica, garnished with the many struggles of being me.


escapril

  • Our Silence

    Our words reduced. Stories dropped, killed. We had less, less and lesser to say until we had nothing. Pardon my eavesdropping but this silence too, is a conversation in both desperation and wisdom. Escapril 2023 has begun! I am grieving many losses and there is no better vent than poetry. April 2: Eavesdropping. Continue reading

  • Our future

    A small house, bright yellow building somewhere A strip of green, bluish running through top Shelves of white, curved hold all together Wine, delicious deep amounts pour generously into pasta Songs, different langauges dance sing dance And you… *** (Following visions have never ended well, my love.) Escapril 2023 has begun! I am grieving many Continue reading

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