[tabby title="Poem"] Scurry scurry busy-bodySilence is almost hereWho knows what woes, may manifestWhen there’s nothing left to hear. Close your curtains, run a bathTurn on the radio tooLest you should find yourself aloneAnd greet the real you. Climb into bed,...

[tabby title="Poem"] Man in his wretchednessMuck and mireBirthed in flameAnd ill will’s fire. [tabby title="Poet Bio"] Jason is a twenty eight year old man who lives in a small town outside Cape Town. There aren't many people there, but suits...