There was ichor in our veins. Mine from yours, just under skin, drawn with vampyric teeth from the tattoo on your ribs. Teasing every drop to your hi...Read more

Advice from an Owl: Keen of sound is key when perched upon a tree; ears may see what the eyes miss. Spread wings in flight to soar; know what is b...Read more

The nylon strings have become more visible With the ascent of the blinding light. With more eyes to see than there are wills unleashed. Becoming a me...Read more

I wish my mind were a fishbowl. So I can fill it however I want. With stones that glitter sparkle shine, just the right amount of sunlight in them. Wi...Read more

"Not hopeless if you are less than 21." - Ezra Pound What is the wealth of my experience? I wonder, with what speed should my heart fall, How man...Read more

when i say love, it's in the kiss that forever lingers on your lips, in the touches that promises not to fade. in my firm eyes, that wavers not. whe...Read more

No one gives a damn about a poem until they need a poem — Omotara James. No one writes a poem because they want ...Read more

When I say love, you are my poetry. I cherish you from the very first draft, written with my favorite pen. Dear to my heart, close inside my pocket, l...Read more

When I say, "love," What do you hear? When I say, "I love you," Is it just a middle syllable Like a metronome beat, Semantic satiation? Or do you fe...Read more

Your hands are warm, while I shiver in cold and snow. Your cheeks blush crimson. Pull me close like a magnet. Melt me into your embrace.

Too much rain, the roots replenished; the sugar cane sprouted into trees. Palm rolls for the new growth, Palm trees from balconies. Rain is nourishmen...Read more

I am not meant to be consumed in sips. Swallow me whole.

Suppose fate misplaced us, you and I, both miserable, holding on, yet never close enough to become each other's pulse. Young, foolish, and unbearably...Read more

It ebbs and flows. Your vacancy assails my lofty bungalow. I still pace those halls where we used to play hide-and-seek, where the throes of the worl...Read more

when my eyes blinked open, I saw the rain had given way to cotton candy clouds and golden sun spilled inside to decorate my floors. I walked to the ri...Read more

There are nights when I wonder why we continue living when the ending is always the same. We spend years trying to become someone, trying to leave a...Read more

If I were a music-maker, I think I'd like to write a song About your dimples and your laugh And how they turn the Earth along. With ginger tea out on...Read more

Useless to stab a weathered rock with curses. It never flinches.

Once, Loving you Was a choice. Now it’s a habit, A habit, Which is worth it.

I wanted her to know that I stop forming memories when she is beside me. Everything absolute becomes theory. All truth in the world dances to her gi...Read more