I dig my fingers deep into the soil, and it’s soft as a new blanket. I gather handfuls, tickling as it tumbles away from the edges of my grip. I pat it down, and like a living body something deep beneath the surface is already…

The list of no more Grows longer Bucket list concedes No adventure Comfort and chores Reveals a boring me   Days pass and wonder What have I done Is it enough to be worthy Or just taking up space Must I keep listening To other’s…

Welcome back to the world you once knew so much for us to say and do. I’ll catch you up on my story and you’ll tell me about you.   Let me into the bubble of your life. How’s your sister? Your folks? Your wife?…

Unlit impulses collide Delightful devastation arrived A possession fully contrived

It’s full of tribulations you never see coming but it’s nothing you can’t handle. from the moment you come into existence, you see it. the oppressors in school, the constant struggle to pass tests or even muster. sometimes, even just making it home in one…

Van Gogh painted the sunflowers Harsh in their brightness Thick was the paint on the canvas Standing out from the flat surface Every color shone Van Gogh drank the sunflowers He absorbed every image around him Took it in and consumed it Drank it down…

Tongues taste their languages with flavors and currents each unique to itself. Some words are chewed on, carefully held in cheek pouches. Other mouths push the syllables rapid and crisp through the teeth. Some lips move loose and open, widening range and depth. Certain vocal…

Tunde left me for good Good riddance to bad rubbish I thought he meant well I guess he never did And so to the dark corners of my room I crept Crying my eyes out in pain And heartbreaking sorrow I took liberty on a…

there is a drumming, you are near it little drummer, can you hear it? a crack crack craking marking seasons and days a march march marching noting movement and growing ways a thrum thrum thruming crescendoing in passions, love and war a pound pound poudning…

I took a trip across the sea to find a treasure, new to me A gift of hope from years long gone, whose beauty smiles just like a song I walked awhile, I rode some more, then found my way upon the door Of those…