Seduced by the tongue in her hair  collapsed from shoulder as waterfall  captured by an artist  who dreams in sunsets    Nape of her neck flowed into negligee  and surely, breath could only find  refuge in intensive care, the closest  hospital was a hundred ambulances away    Everyone has a date with an undertaker  all the humour of a...

W E N S   west of east is north, where air and water meet and ice flows south, melting. elephants are learning to swim.   east of west  is south, where fire and earth meet and wolves, chasing their tails, must shed their skin.   north of south is west where air blackens in dense...

Love Sonnet LXXVIII   Color defines our world, bold, defiant colors that tells the story of our lives. We are loud in our brilliance,   alive in our textures, and warm in the way we move to the music found as color is bent as it   travels across Time. There was...

Love Sonnet LXXVII   The road is pockmarked with craters caused by bombs and rain. I travel this highway in search of   my home and you. But, Yaraa, it’s a long way home, and I’m tired, full of spiraling pain, seeing too much death   scattered along the roadside; rotted...