No trial, truth murdered in cold blood, an innocent man slain.  Kannagi stormed the palace in rage, the woman’s wrath unrestrained  At the palace the diamonds spilled forth..

Addah Belle’s pocket watch stands openon my desk like a sandwich boardadvertisement.I want to shrink down and crawl under it,camping in my ticking tent. Constellationsand..

I pressed “performance poetry” into YouTube’s search box kept company by a simplified magnifying glass on the right (in its own light-grey box): a type..

Over coffee, you tell me that it settles in your lungs way better than in your stomach. You tell me about those long drives when..

Black; The colour of my hair that you ran your fingers through And clutched and pulled back and Gasp; As our legs twirled under sheets..

Practice pirouettes in a safe place Clear of any sharp tweets or leaked emails Know your retracted position before you start Keep your shoulders and..

“every ecology depends on death” cotyledons green to their task of rising into trees, unruffled by captions in a town in India a driver races..

Though your bones will turn to dust There is still time to love and lust Though your muscles soon will rot And memory will slip..

  “ there are two ways of getting home and one of them   is to stay there”  – G.K Chesterton   no more does..

  my otherness sticks with me no matter where I go : never loan out your rainy day : how many bodies are we :..

The studio was lit by December smog, you’d make tea make lunch make breathless moans, then you burned plastic paint to make statements about the..

A deer park, a duck lake, a fort— “It’s colder here, isn’t it?”— “Yes; we’ll walk fast, ok?” Distress clouds your eyes: “You should’ve got..

lately my mind is a dreamy soup Yours, polished rosin. I stand grey as a doorway To embody sleep my chance to mishear when you..

I find it amusing, yes when people refer to their nation as the Mother Land. My mother’s land is not mine. I have no claim..

took my arm and said something about MRSA climbed into a sitting position took on his own half-assed-half-lotus “I had an axe and a wife...

Change the way you think you’re escaping toward the blue and fuzzy, bleeding into a wash. [Ask me not to say it.] Awake from the..

I wanted to stay in that little town with you The one with all the chickens And the movie house on fire Late at night..

In my fully charged battery life youth, my bedroom blazes nightlight electric, my nursery rhyme records spin twilight warped, the gorilla’s cymbals clash a flat..

A constant hammer on wood and a distant conversation. Two voices, two villages, Separated by a river that scorns The silence and floats into my..

i. a city of stuttering street lamps, sinking paper boats & swirling streets, you were born into/ shadows possessed you till you laughed at your..