my chest cracks open breast bone splinterspoltergeist pulses from the ruby in the centre of its cage shatters – a million shards of me explode droplets flicker to the floor pain rains from me blood red rivers run reflecting the moons majesty the irony, my incapable innards on display not worthy of its shimmerfrom the skies i salute its beauty with screams chin tilted to the clouds bellowing excruciation, the emaciation of my Continue Reading


This poem comes from an observation. With all this craziness going on in the world, it has allowed us all a lot more time at home. Whilst being at home, I have found myself being mindful, being more present in the moment. Observing things – whether this be literal from outside my windows, or through Continue Reading