Nestled here in the nape of your neck, I gulp your escaping scent: Bruised cranberry, crushed cherry, bonfire, sweat. To stay here, to...

Language is a holder and art, a harness. I transmogrify the heaviness of my longing into the lightness of craft, suspending the essence...

To leave something untouched, unspoken. Is this judgement driven by a fear, a logic- calculation? No action (or rather, inaction) seems...

Removed

So, this was it, the great undoing, the tugging of the threads that had been so finely sewn. All this patchwork beingness, all this...

The only way to describe A mother not for you Is a cosmological headfuck A field of sunflowers, Immeasurable differences. As is nature,...

“Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror. Just keep going. No feeling is final.” – Rilke. When I recently went through a break up...

A lone tree stood under the evil eye of a blood hot sun. Blue eyed, blue skinned fruit djinns danced And in the heat Red fruit bruised....

I claw the mind, gash the mind, thrash it, thaw it out, crash it, demoralise it theorise til I lose it, booze and then cruise it; drug...

You are reading my breath. It smells filthy like last night’s mistake, tastes rotten like a black rat has died inside of it. To have...

Wilting forget-me-nots by the window Droop their dying petals, As they mourn lost hours, lost years, in their empty tears of languid...

My bold, ballet bamboo Sways in blackened skies, With her airy shoots that climb Towards the eye of a darkening storm. Her Icarus arms of...

In our Western capitalist society, there is a systemic and deeply entrenched perception that forwards motion in a clear direction is...

Outside of my kitchen Pirouetting above an AGA Alone, in Farrow and Ball tones This is not the right place for dancing. A cold room, cool...