John Doe From the veil, birthed, I was blind Lost – from night to night – unkind Ash or clay, that clad my heart I …
The Fervour of Breath
Poems
On the horrifying ordeal of remembering
The first time I alluded to grief it felt as if I came in contact with myself––somewhat alarming voices of my mother drowned in floods, …
fragility & fortitude: a poetry compilation
take a moment dear reader, today, i want you to do this stranger a favour. a favour not just for me, but a favour for …
blood
prelude blood, invisible ink seeping through the pages of my life story trickling profusely – from invisible wounds, some inflicted recently, some from long ago …
sometimes i think, but i’ll write for you — a poetry compilation
never is a promiseBy: Kyra i don’t know what to believe, or who for that matter. time passes like a solar eclipse and i’m frozen here …
Faith in Faithlessness: A Poem
The following article discusses topics of a sensitive nature so some readers may find the following content disturbing and controversial. The views, thoughts, and opinions …
it’s complicated
early-july there’s an organ,full and begging, it bellows.you can’t hear it, or you can,but choose not to. so all i hear is static, whirring, thumping. tell …
Cinta
Negaraku Land of which the heart of my feet grazes upon– I walk slowly, my feet submerged in rainwater, There is no shade above my …
the dying breaths of a swan
heartbeat weakening into a mockery of a pulse white feathers stained with red she curls up on a cold stone floor, our swan, our love …
A Self Portrait (and a whisper)
To my future self, who I am sure must bethe same as I am now, for stagnancy has always been our greatest friend, our oldest foe: Let …