A Lost Voyager

I remember being driven around but not wanting to go home I remember poking high ceilings with silence, unheard I remember breathing into my heart, separated from my abdomen and expiring blazes of firework. I remember anomalies mingling with the soft mosturizer on my skin I remember being octracized for being more ebony than chocolate […]

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Without you

without you

Without you the sun wouldn’t shine the ocean couldn’t generate waves Roses would grow bleak and wither Without you I would not be writing this My blood would sizzle and evaporate Evil people would be dancing over my tombstone Without you the birds wouldn’t sing so sweetly the dogs wouldn’t boast with their barks man […]

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Smoke

smoke

I sometimes think about hugging you in the middle of a passing crowd in the narrow fashion district. Neither of us can claim bewildering growth, we just perceive that someday these tiny baby steps will amount to an Alpen. It wasn’t so long ago we met. As always with your saucer eyes, and a self-righteous […]

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True self

True self

Your longings attached to a thespian smile captivates a wandering soul tho’ it’ll take you a while longer to remember how to breath again. these nimble feeling in your bowels is rumbling, swelling up, bursting out your spirit is an unrestrained beast recycling the dreams you’ll dream again like a sillouette in the dead of […]

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Emerald city

Emerald city

Mirror mirror, What if I was a stranger in Emerald city, ten white horses galloping in front of me, leading the way to the King’s quadrangle, where I bow to her royal highness. I’d serenade her and spill some tea….perhaps even all of it. It would be nice to live and let loose, not a […]

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The language

the language

Puff it once. Let the smoke dance on the skin until you sucks it back like vacuum. And your eyes overflow with tears like a breaking dam. Pain is a painting of haunted memories you treasure. But if you blood turns black, you’ll risk playing Russian roulette with demons. Living in a society with borders […]

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Simple naive girl

Simple naive girl

simple naive girl standing at a bay wind caressing her bronzed-red cheeks her skin decorated with chilling goosebumps She’ll be there much longer She never learnt her ABC’s she cut her locs and looks mad shabby talk is cheap, that’s everything she’s not One look and her face melts into your mind When a marigold […]

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Mathyr

mathyr

He just doesn’t know how to turn a blind eye to the needy and braves through the scourging sun to rain down favour from the universal angel of love         Tattooed to the back of his hand is a sketch of the world. He knits together the tapestry of lost hope. At […]

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If only…

if only

if only I had enough time to say goodbye to the rustling fig trees. that coax the aching silence of the moon. Auf Deutsch Wenn ich bloß nur genug Zeit hätte um sich von den raschelnden Feigenbäumen zu verabschieden. dass die schmerzende Stille des Mondes überreden.

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Her Connection

Her connection

Today she saw a bird, black-feathered, orange-beak it was and next to it sat another together on a fence. She’d never had a best friend So the pen became her therapist as well as her mentor She made the mint pages of a book, her biggest patrons. Her favourite blouse leaves a trail of ox-blood […]

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