she plunders through her plastic palace, weaving webs and waiting for whiteflies among black bin-bags and bottle caps and bits of the world’s wasted wealth.…
Awake
Glaring pupils caressed in a beam of brilliant yellow light. The sun of all suns, the sun itself. The warmth of the rays Powerful penetrating…
The Colours of Winter
It is Winter. The trees are bare, Under them lie tones of primary colours. Blue contrasts green. Once more, within days of lockdown, the weather…
Sonnet 1 – Sympathy
He examines my face with sympathy – Although I am aware it is harmless, My brain still reminds me differently, Forever keeping me in the…
Go Wild
Go wild, are you serious? Is that even realistic? Wild animals in the streets growling and getting sadistic, Teenagers at the beach are slowly getting…
3am
My mind a lucid minefield I think of Elysian Fields celestial beings rivers of sliver ichor. Tall carnivorous mountains diamonds as big as the Ritz.…
Two Pillows
Hide her diaries, Mother won’t remember, Her truth she told, That turned to red waters. Leave her be, she wasn’t herself, Her conscience owns her…