Un-Define Loves Light midst dark past hedges Call of the wind howling To create a lasting space Echoes in unimultiverses cascading To extract meaning to life coexistence To correlate as ripple of soul connection To deepen further in every possibility To dug out the core…

“Every peak is a crater. This is the law of volcanoes, making them eternally and visibly female.” – Adrienne Rich   for every emotion to hit its peak it is required to first be a valley a moon’s crater to achieve this we must travel…

“No one who survives to speak new language, has avoided this: the cutting away of an old force that held her rooted to an old ground / the pitch of utter loneliness…” – Adrienne Rich   if i always knew how to say no i…

loud children gather outside the local ice cream shop where you used to get heaping scoops of pink ice cream covered in blankets of rainbow sprinkles this scene is still visible every night till 11pm in the summer but it would seem to me that…

“I came to explore the wreck. The words are purposes. The words are maps.” – Adrienne Rich   she and i were frightened to come but we came i only know what my body whispers to me and she says to explore the forgotten places…

when the whole point is to finish Something (on time) and you don’t finish you have to find a new point purpose failure holds lots of purpose i’m sure but it’s not the pretty kind with warm hugs and certificates and good job and way…

Outside my window   A clothes line on which I’ve hung hurriedly my towel and my t-shirt— wrinkled   A few flower pots with seasonal flowers— all colours   A white wall with fine cracks— revealing its grey body

Bold but beautiful I miss your promises— all fake   (Hiaku)

Black velvet on your ivory skin   Hair pinned bare neck   A sideway glance from you, Senorita, lights my sullen room

Life— a small book a never ending prose an exaggerated art form