- 12 Dec 20131View
The Lion Tamers
There were tears that day
despite the festive gathering.We cheered at first,
wanted to be - 17 Aug 201441View
my names
he called me “the black kid”
his hands big like a cradle
he rocked my world with
but don’t ask - 07 Jan 2018View
Nature has its own Way
Cutting the mountain,
Constructing the road;
Enjoying the artificial rain,
Delighted over - 14 Jul 2019View
TERM-RAGE
this static treatment of hyper light
–>t h r us t : all mediums —
theater, cinema, - 29 Oct 2019View
Rebirth
In the dark crimson cellar I crawl.
A fistful of miseries. Knees crammed into
jawbone.