The gift of glassWe exhausted ourselves by alway hiding, Now left with little energy remaining to show us, We long to be discovered and to be seen, For just one other human soul to know us. We ache to be witnessed by the mirror, To share the burden of our... See More »
Ghost note.I keep thinking about you, like your name has stained my brain. As much I wish I could forget that part of you, I think we both know its not just your name that doesn't feel the same.
What Time Built Over usAll I see is bricks Stacked with windows and cement Where our playing grounds used to be All I see is concrete Hardened and firm Over the grass and the dirt All I see is dirty water It fills a pool Which used to be filled with the joy and... See More »
Here's the plan...Understand if you can, Stan. Said Dan, a man with a plan. In this land, make spic n' span. I understand, Dan. I hear you, man to man. So I ran, bucket in hand. I ran the span of land between Sudan and Iran, looking for sand and filling the can.
