[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="Poet Bio"] A party in full swing, the music loud and bright,Guests laughing and dancing, well into the night.But among the crowd, a group stands apart,Rowdy and wild, they're ready to start. They shout and they cheer, they jump...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] One day I'll pull you from our burninghouse and whisper *uhibuk uhibuk*,but today l unknot myself from your embraceand recite to you poems about dyinginside a body that never should have been yours.At night l write you...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] I have this dream where l sit in a roomand everything around me curls and bends into the sinister nightmare called forgotten memorywho are these children laughing, taking my hands into their own, what is the name...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] That's my ten-year-old brotherTurning on the tvSurfing the channelsGuided by Daddy's instruction:"You only watch programmes rated, FAM"Selects a film rated exactly thatYet crashes straight into explicit sexual contentOn a program supposed to be for family consumption If...