[tabby title="Poem"] We in the middlePraying each nightThanking the heavensFor our bread in sight Too rich to be poorToo poor to be richRunning in our hamster wheelsHeld together by a quick stitch We steal glances at the JonesesDreaming of a...

[tabby title="Poem"] Your birth set birds a chatYour first buzz left all in aweNot knowing soon you’ll steal our hatsone quick prompt our houses become straw Some signalled our future’s lossThe rest slept to ill-crafted lullabiesBereft in your marvelling glossOur...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] I dig deeproots rottinga dead stump I dig deeperthe ground is moistgetting stuck in my nails I dig deeper stilland strike my graveI dig deeper still getting stuck in my nailsthe ground is moistI dig deeper a...