...circle. Like, what if every moment was just a moment to be experienced endlessly over? Effortlessly expressing whichever emotion was the dominant evocation of the subjective perspective of that particular

Poetry: Tumble down

Poetry: Serious

Poetry: Elephant in the room

Floustipp (verb): give (someone) payment for goods and/or services using fresh cut flowers The noise came again. A frightful screeching born from a place outside, yet somehow, wracking the very centre

Poetry: Alliterated Alienation

Poetry: Can you hear me?

Frustrated, I throw down words. Digital ink struck from the underside of keys unlocking the doors of perception between syncopated concentration, the off beats, oft beat to the point of confusion; and

Poetry: Prejudice

Poetry: Happiness

Poetry: My reply

Poetry: Introspection