The Celebration
Year wraps inside white flutter covers tracks left by despair snowflakes at liberty to define equality As we go to sleep expecting to wake up to a brighter tomo...
The main focus of this blog is poetry. I share some of my poems, drafts or excerpts. More often that not, I rewrite or edit to publish them somewhere else.
Year wraps inside white flutter covers tracks left by despair snowflakes at liberty to define equality As we go to sleep expecting to wake up to a brighter tomo...
“Winter my dear would be cold without warm memories.” Flakes fall― a spectacle through the window warm glögi cupped between my hands ember coals in the room giv...
Winter enfolds my many faces soothes scars left by scorching words darkness a refuge. But come spring― call me by any name and I will let go of dead weight shed...