Leafy Labyrinth

repetition. The same movement over and over, every time a little off. Every time the same movement? A little off?… Read more Leafy Labyrinth

Down

In thought and in death, aspirations drop and sink. Downwards. Oh the weight of azure sky that rests on my… Read more Down

It has been almost ten months since I last took the camera out, spending soft moments with birds and insects…… Read more Garden’s Poetry: A Young Couple

Things have been a little unusual lately… or so it would seem, had I not been paying attention and meticulously… Read more Fluid World: Voices

loose nuggets of earth on my palm crumble as I clench my fist to punch the sky…. powdered, dry soil… Read more Brittle World: Crumbles

Who has been hiding under the bed , these lonely nights? I whisper, asking if anyone’s listening but no one… Read more find me

I have been disciplining my fingers for the longest time to suit your methods. My fingers have been following the… Read more Ecstatic

Someone is standing outside the door and listening… I should pretend to be doing something that I am not, to… Read more The Itch

it has been a decade, perhaps more… I lived across the street from a strange woman. She would not be… Read more Strange Woman: Summer Spirit

…as it so happens, tonight has been one such occasion when I (more often than now and then) find myself… Read more A Polite Awakening