Tag: Poetry


Time is a deceiving song; Manacled constructs that constrict the flow of the now. I cannot perceive the past or future; It is inconceivable when living moment to moment, Hand to mouth, On a knife’s […]

The Wall

This wall is not merely bricks and mortar: A thousand hands, flesh and bone, aches and cries, son and daughter Reside pressed against this towering intruder. Their fingerprints mark like signatures Embossed across his cloak […]