[tabby title="Poem"] There was once water here,where cracked earth now sighs,where hands reach out for mercy,and find only empty skies. There was once kindness here,in the shape of outstretched palms,where nations wove their promisesinto bandages and balms. But now the...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] The Anguished onehe is to be found every morningat the traffic stopthe robot’s red to green colour paceholds his daily fatethe discolour of his skinsmell of his breatha testimonyto the faint memory of his last bath The...