“He may have been the wind, a caress, or a ghost, invading others' most precious convictions and still haunting mine like a ruthless despot. If he desired an empire, he achieved it with me, for I would carve out every skin in my body and hand it over as states to his greater nation.”
Jeni Dhodary“Against the subtle cries of nature, I found peace. I found home. I found the past and the future strung into a present that demanded to be lived.”
Jeni Dhodary, Jesus of Suburbia“He may have been the wind, a caress, or a ghost, invading others' most precious convictions and still haunting mine like a ruthless despot. If he desired an empire, he achieved it with me, for I would carve out every skin in my body and hand it over as states to his greater nation.”
Jeni Dhodary, Jesus of Suburbia“He appeared into the scene like an otherworldly being, providing no indication nor declaration. He did not even issue a warning of what his presence would entail. He may have been the wind, a caress, or a ghost, invading others' most precious convictions and still haunting mine like a ruthless despot.”
Jeni Dhodary, Jesus of Suburbia