woman_shadow

  I walk with my hands stuck to my sides when I’m alone, usually very quickly without realising it. When there’s a man behind me (however nice and harmless the poor chap may be) I stop to let him walk forward ...Read More

goa1

Eating the wind, I race through the night. My eyes, like a landmine... Deathbed for an unsuspecting insect, who just lost its way. I jostle with the cobbled roads, crater like pits, trying to suck me in... Their void, no less than mine. The road is now ...Read More

shore

Your voice is clear, You wish I would change. You wish I would hear, And not find it strange. I hear my voice, Climbing in defence, I wish I wouldn't lie And drop my pretense. I wish you would say What you felt underneath, While I wish I could hear What ...Read More

Picasso_

So what makes you better than me? Is it your colour, your height, your country, your job You think you are different from the mob? Is it your university, your college, your finishing school You really think you are a lesser fool? Is it your ...Read More