it was our little gamehe’d set up apretty cageof iron barsaround meand smile, “escape.”I’d tuck in my stomachand slip through the barsand run into his arms he would…
Poems
Beginnings
The ice is melting awayThe dark cloud of griefAtop my head, gone This feeling growing is unusualIt is new and green like theGrass peeking through the white. A…
Did we grow up
Did we grow up? What time was it? Before you were 18?You crossed the street,You crossed your legs and came across a little cold.And it was all, with…
On Years… And goodbyes
Cycles and seasons throw their weight on us,Forcing our legs and hips to move to their impatient rhythms…Like how it was January few days ago,And now we’re sticking…
Death is a Companion
I have not seen death Neither have I tasted of death’s own poison But I have smelled death I know how it smells like Death smells like December…
If Life Were A Movie
If life were a movie I’d hit fast forward Go past all the milestones in a breeze And then rewind to the playground If life were a fairy-tale…