All the seeds of my emotions that I have gifted the soils with, now they have grown and I am harvesting them to heal and rearrange my now.
Write ourselves alive
There is an unwavering silence Tucked between my heart and [...]
The mourning wind
Dry the ocean The blood and the children Dry the [...]
Pale Fires
It's as if my emotions have blurred Into the lines, [...]
Don’t call me that
Sometimes I plop an entire bulb of garlic Into my [...]
She moves in my name
The river is my friend She answers when I call [...]
Dream of a tongue
The sun is always on its way This is the [...]
Blab it, Who do we become after this poem ends?
Hmm! that lanky smile on your face Squeeze it underneath [...]
Mine, but not mine
This shame you carry Heavy on your mouth Let’s share [...]
Holland Breathes
Root some joy in these soils Coat its beauty into [...]
