What We Need Is In The River
Say the words you think everybody knows. Take the steps you’ve taken before. What you said before, say it again. Say it again. Say it...
I Call Her Life
She takes you by surprise to hidden places, there you can find forlorn treasures and pieces that no one knew how to make sense of but you...
No One Knows
No one knows how many times we've learnt to die before learning to live. No one knows how many ways we've learnt to die before learning...
In the name of the nameless
There is a void in avoidance And we seek to fall in it. Let that thing, that person, Let go into it, As we know deep down It’s a black...
The birth-place of change
Blessing-poem There's no such thing as negative and positive. These are only relative terms born to describe In simplification the...
Now Maybe
Now. Now maybe. Maybe now you will start seeing yourself with different eyes. Eyes that don't want to wait. To wait for that body-weight...
Silent Sadness
Everything carried away by the wild Stream's current Only the boat Left Empty In its place Like a belief without a home. For her the...
Plea to Your Words
A plea to your words by Shelly Sharon Small insects dive right into my coffee cup in a heroic death of sorts. I feel they are showing me...
Each Colour Has a Person, Each Name Has a Dream
I want to expose my soul colours to stand at the edge of a rainbow and collect with a spoon all the leftovers of feelings which have gone...
Bloodline Memory
What can be erased with a pencil is not the memory but the shredded drop of blood mistakenly drained sucked from its origin like a...