[tabby title="Poem"] A lonely roseneed not standand pose,for it knows its worth! Through withering stormsthe rose endured,its outer layersthickened and secured. It shall stand in beauty,and any hand that comesto destroy will knowit is not just a toy. [tabby title="Poet...

[tabby title="Poem"] Spectral colour dances and shiftsscattered by a CD hung on a yellowwood treea fractal rainbow diffracted througha pinpoint holerefracted until it bends just rightto converge on the water’s surfaceand penetrate into the bluereflected back into the worldflinging light...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] After every warwe scrape the blood off our fists,rub the horror out of our knees,stubbornly cling onto life with our stubborn handsand grin with blue flesh stuck between our teethand no one mentions the war again.We all...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Even after you’ve severed every limbI still crawl back to the love that eats me inside out.Look at how these pores breathe themselvesInto the cracks, you vowed to seal.You broke every brick I’ve carefully laidFor you to...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] In dusty corners and forgotten drawers,Lay remnants of a time before,When technology was simple and pure,And progress seemed so sure. A rotary phone with a tangled cord,A typewriter with keys well-worn,A cassette tape with songs of old,A...