Tuesday, 20 June 2017

city in flames

I look around
              The summer  inhabits the acrid skins

                      Someone calls for water
                                               I ungulate- the grass soothes my pace
                                                                                        I drip on their cups and smile. 

Wednesday, 3 May 2017


I utter sounds
they look through
I go louder and louder
the light withers
there is no home

Thursday, 30 March 2017


I don't open my mouth, i don't look or breathe, this sky has never accepted me