friend, hand and heart

why have you been hiding your hands behind your face, my friend… your eyes are beautiful, but it is your … More

My Heavy Heavy Friend

Where would you find me, if not lying curled up and small beside the book of your wild poetry… night … More

sleep had abandoned me quite early last night, it had hardly been the midnight hour… books piled upon books by … More

What does one say about the insanity of a dark room… flamboyant voices with extraordinary clarity have tried to reason … More

a waterfall, your hair while the world burns outside while maniacs exchange threats across continents and oceans I think of … More

It does seem a little too demanding to fathom what distances you had traversed to reach those secret vibrations that … More

It is when one goes looking for some forgotten book, stacked in some forgotten corner, that one switches on the … More

I think I dropped my phone in your pocket, I can’t find it in either of mine but you have … More

What had been the most eager subject of our wonderment was shadows, and shadows of all kinds… we would see … More

The door must not be left hanging on those stubborn hinges, it was too predictable… it was like the promise … More