[tabby title="Poem"] Britain will look at the world,with serious and dour face claiming:"But we are the protector.""Without us who will preserve?"As if there is some enigmato the erasure of history.Egypt revised, as if mummiesjust went missing, or disappeared,or were rare.When...

[tabby title="Poem"] We've been conditionedto be thankful for the flotsam,-leftovers from every tragedy."Look what the flood gave us."As we sift through the soaked remains."This is just the way things are,"you say.But no.You caused this.You dammed the rivers.You broke the dams.You...

[tabby title="Poem"] You've spent so much time listening to hate,you couldn't hear the truth in your current state,ranting and raving at every hour of the day... and night.For your friends to be the vessel that you would use, to decant...

[tabby title="Poem"] I am so corroded, cracked-bone brittle, heart sacked-brain and bile overspent-loose hinged joints, tired, bent. I broke long ago,somewhere in the past, peaked,at the ripe age of fifteen;and my vintage became antiqued. So fucking angry and need sleep,and...

[tabby title="Poem"] He's fifteen smiles and laughter;a lighthouse to the seas.A flicker of hope after,a storm swept through the trees. He tells jokes on August afternoons;eating burgers on some far off lawn.The Sunday quiet in our rooms,asleep till way past...