Drunk on decay
Elinor sits by herself, stirring her tea while stewing on the stillness left in his wake. She measures his absence in how much her mildew has grown since he left. […]
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Untitled document
I am untitled I love hiding in fog I am unfogged, loving title of I? I am hiding in love Un-fog-titled I. Am I in fog? Hiding, Led in tit-love. […]
As equals sinking
We were not the crew, not wealthy travelers, not tourists, not musicians but merely third-class pilgrims, emigrants too drunk on hope. Journey-drained we rested, crammed and crannied into pocket-money nooks […]
Rats
We, your shadows follow, never seen but ever near, whisker-nosy-nibbling nosh you left for junk, we’re craving, clawing our bellies swelling from your garbage always growing breeding mischief in your […]
Her story
Dissolving in blood-blossomed verse, her syllables stirred me lightly to passion, swayed me to music of scents, cinnamon, cardamom, sage painting bluebells and forming in me, a heartbeat in sync […]
