Category: poetry

08-03 1230am Phase 1 The days laying in your room, scared to leave and pick up groceries from the Shengers across, dodging glances on the train, when you’ll bite a stranger who coughs in your general direction. Relative measures; dye your hair from blonde to black. Step out of home…

12.28pm 31/03/19 “When the cold rains kept on and killed the spring, it was as though a young person had died for no reason.” – Ernest Hemingway Do you remember when you were Lost as the itching and tousling of hair in spring? The sun tie dyed the landscape, but…

02/01/18 monday did home tire me or did i vex it? you let me down when you (always the other) ripped, again. in my youth, i spilled over you, a little over middle C. dark red on canvas. i found your lens on the wall, a grave. who cares what…

11.30am 30/11/2018 even if I water the plant religiously it never seems to sprout why try a lavender when you can have primroses in drought? a cactus may as well sit by my side instead the prickly folk will always be there she swore she swore she said she’d swear…

11.37am 01/11/18 to watch the orchid take its time a fate of wilt and wonder. to watch the apple ripen and drop,and blow away facades. to watch the stone of walls corrode,acid upon a base. to watch a carcass shrivel up,ants doing what they must. to watch your ice begin…

11.23am 30/10/18 the youth are trapped and we’ve lost faith in them their minds a palisade you scale by sunset to discover blowflies nesting in the crevices broken brittle but brave they spit in the face and fall prey to the same chase avarice delight loss of grace you’d think…

magic circle 29/10/18 10.19pm she longs to buy into, buying into, poker chips ready buying into a mutual fantasy dancing by the rules of a tangled game, an unspoken pact between the two who love and are loved just the same those who break the rules — spoilers those who…

1040am 17/10/18 my heart hurts dear child don’t sleep your life awaywe still have promises to keep and wordsfor us to sit and stay and don’t youcrumble by your bed again I’ll alwaysremember that fateful day sillyand pictures capture words that danceand words that escape and words,words escape and damn…

2.20pm 15/10/18 during linear algebra when was it so suddenlythat the horse forgot howto drink from water? bythe river he sits withoutexcuse or reason, tappingdowsers upon springsdrowsily drifting throughthe rest of the day linearhomogeneous and wanting.was the river poisoned? didgod forget to turn on his tap?how long can a man…