[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Monster in the RoomStanding in a roomFull of joy and full of laughterWho knew that the presence of one man could cause such mental exhaustionI experienced a sudden mood changeFollowed by a feeling of distressMy throat began...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Shattered glass Strewn down the roads Some parts blood stained Molotov cocktail was served But bullets could not stop the protest The morning remembered last night The left over anger From the burnt buildings It screamed from...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] "To leave is to die a little."-Edmond Haraucourt The subway waiting at the station Its screeches for us to say goodbye like a hearse coming to steal you the forget- me- not limp and wasted with tears...