[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Ain’t nobody writing love poems whilst women are dying.How you gon’ fit romance into a coffin,be turning the kisses of a killer into honey.We’ve got a hive in our stomachsand our locust swarm hearts feast on the butterflies....

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] That movie, odyssey through dreamy space,whose genesis saw raging ape fling bone,discover tool track, swifter means to tracearmed path to scatter tribesmen, wasted, prone;imagine now crash lightning crack from black,dust devils turning scrub, demented flame,brash thrash of...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] when we discover butterfliesin our orificesyou said your body is an abyss filled withbroken thingsyou said memory is a sun& it burns you each time you look hithertothere is a boy in your scaryou pull him out...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] The difference between a mountain and a ridge is in the way our bodies can sometimes press at night, the loneliness of the Caprivistretched in front of us like a sterile thumb. When we ran out of...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] The door has shutLeaving me wonderingIf I didn't try too hardBelieving in something that was never there DenialRejectionI was just trying to show affectionOnly to realise that I was only staring at my own reflection But as...