A world unlike this one would be so much fun i‘d name it Your Choice and we’d all have a voice.   Money, no problem rich or poor, all pocket none instead of currency, we will deem everything free.   No hunger, or thirst food…

Loving toads the way I do May seem a bit disturbed Warts and all I love these guys They’re smart haven’t you heard   Nightcrawlers are about the best Long and soft and wiggly round Keep several in my cold fridge Hoping fishing pole is…

Keyboard and computer. My fatigue a palpable reality. I don’t feel like writing. Sleep. Yesterday’s latte petroglyph inside the rim beg for a sip from a fresh cup. Sleep. Two notebooks, one for work the other for wishes, though both drift together. Sleep. What happened…

I do not want illusions in my life! Is it crystal clear? I need certainty! What do you need? Is it me you are looking for? For sure?

Running to escape. I am hiding to catch myself. In a dream, I am my own enemy, I am my own defenses, curses and weaknesses, I am the monster under my bed. My eyes turn red when I see myself in the mirror. Am I…

this is not the prompt i was looking for almost every poem I’ve written over the past 22.5 hours has been in a world not this one as I continue to flesh out my Young Adult Novel in Verse manuscript Dropped the Sky — a…

twelve cherry plum trees sprouted from the mother roots my mouth salivates

The purple sun rose in the distance, a mere speck On the horizon, the air was a misty rose colour. The mountains black rose in the distance there shadows covered half the planet. My mask was firm, the tank heavy, my body weak. I watched…

Hour Twenty-Three: Prompt: A Different World Our three moons taking turns by staggering phasing leaves us both water -logged and amphibious. Our Tagi (sphere of habitation) mambas with Yash (another inhabited sphere) we crossbreed with. Our vafs (outer membranes) are green-plaided on both Tagi and…

  Every weekend, before the world wakes up, I grab my running shoes and head out for a jog. In the University of The Philippines near my place, It’s no race, I felt like grace, And the feeling of being in a good place, Starting…