Blue Ink
It’s a normal day, ink pouring in pores of my skin, staining blue veins. It’s okay. It’s Just my thoughts smeared in the heel of my palm. Smudges of warmth…
Verse
Smoke and Mirror
Not even gold-plated but a mock, humbly made and humbly bought; Yet still I mock you, your moon face and flat plains of body, the slivers of woman there, but…
Ode to Beauty
The world bleeds beauty Leaks it like ink Into every existing Atom of things. The world bleeds beauty Pulsates and pumps it And drums it…
To Replay a Life
Death: I didn’t expect it. Why rush to collect your debts, why choose that moment to shear his breath from body, to empty his vessel, released from duty; Why that…