Category Archives: Poetry

Tabula Rasa

Am I tabula rasa? To you, Yea you You made this slate in my name Then chalked it up with fiction Was it the pigmentation in my bones? The hue of my liver That coloured your perception. Your draft is

Tabula Rasa

Am I tabula rasa? To you, Yea you You made this slate in my name Then chalked it up with fiction Was it the pigmentation in my bones? The hue of my liver That coloured your perception. Your draft is

Trilogy

Before Celine Before our eyes met Before the spark knew Before it found its kindling Before us it grew Before knowing mattered Before the sun rise Before my luck Before the twin bolts of light Before quicksand and ice Before

Trilogy

Before Celine Before our eyes met Before the spark knew Before it found its kindling Before us it grew Before knowing mattered Before the sun rise Before my luck Before the twin bolts of light Before quicksand and ice Before

Hamlet’s Folly

O God! I could be bounded in a nutshell, and count myself a King of infinite space… Hamlet, II, 2 An uninspiring existence thus far Not a cry for help Fear not for my sanity, I still see the stars

Hamlet’s Folly

O God! I could be bounded in a nutshell, and count myself a King of infinite space… Hamlet, II, 2 An uninspiring existence thus far Not a cry for help Fear not for my sanity, I still see the stars