Written by Jacob Ibrag Give me the cliché movie type of love where you whisper ‘I need you’ across the room on a random Tuesday just because. Photography by Marta Bevacqua
I come to the stunningly true conclusion
That there is always a thin line between
A foe or a friend in this summation
And it is there for all to lose or win.
It is as thin as is the common thread
Or as is any selfish or selfless whim
That guides man’s search for bread
Or his thoughts, his actions or him.