[tabby title="Poem"] Watching children struggle in the arms of a strange presence taking them to the waters mirrors growing pains A christening of ourselves to each milestone Emotions taking root in the fibres of our beings Reality dines on hopes...

[tabby title="Poem"] There are hidden gods and lost lovers because too much heartache resides in us A lot could still go wrong in this world Yet the sky sometimes treasures the sun just as our bodies hold us together The...

[tabby title="Poem"] Your presence in your own body still startles you What gods speak to your knees? What prisons has the law hidden on your wrists and ankles? Your own bones cut at you like knives while you try to...