[tabby title="Poem"] The mattress lays,Beside the blue ribbonOld grey hair,Is the new goldenBroken backs,May feel like hopelessBut the navy anchor,Speaks experienceA few pennies,For the cracked and rusty bowlSilver is the best tribute,For the fallenAll was sacrificed,For the new ageThe blankets...

[tabby title="Poem"] These creatures – beautiful, strong, and regal, Used as ponies, show pieces, props in the human ego, They are beaten, drugged, and broken by psychos, Who view life through a false sense of superiority Never thinking about the...

[tabby title="Poem"] It’s muscle memory in playthat rules our movement through stretched days,habitual practice, gravity,the centre of our core response,as limbs explore this living space.Positions held, a stance recalled,en pointe, with confidence maintainedmeans tendu, plié, arabesque,all taken in their stride...

[tabby title="Poem"] How come I know my zodiac sign,but not my blood group?I think, as I fill out the form,Asking for my bloodgroup, my first job application.And just like that I made it.We were supposed topluck two leaves and a...

[tabby title="Poem"] Panting, they sit atop a hill,scarred, clutching on to the last remnants of life,enemies just moments before.Both collapse on the only grass that remains,tears slide down their temples.Regret and loss waft through the air.They survey the fields across....