Dirty Sandwich.
Dirty sandwich I cannot eat, it will make me die. I never saw who made it, who is it, what are you, inside the rise of salad death. Of meat.…
For All Mothers & My Own.
Fading grace how am I. Too thee today, I cannot give, for I cannot take anymore of the conscience that I bare in the face of your adversity. That other…
The Tale of Two Worlds
The tale of two worlds, two different bells, the one above for all to hear and the muffled ones submerged and in turmoil beneath the seas. There are many but…
An Ode To Greta & Forgotten Light
If you’re alive you may feel it. Miserable not necessarily cold, but a bit Greta Thumeberg then arrives the monotonous article. Will house prices go up or down this year.…
I Lived As A Seed
The day prior to this one now in history or timeless nothing, I lived as a seed. I felt my growing. I felt a bud to a leaf in my…