Poems

Mum: Slippery certainty, and the solidity of a suckle on a teat.   Mama: To still my thoughts and dream.

Now that we are here, trembling with rage, let us talk about a silence that throbs in the dark; a

The moon says to the sun: ‘Let’s meet at midnight to admire our shadows; come, listen to the tone of

You came here, but here is where you have always been You have been here, not seen, not foreseen.  

My Daughter… Do not wipe the lonely tear as it rushes down your face in fear No! Let it yield

Is it a forced divorce of familial and familiar neural marriage, earlier wedded at the altar of mutual human recognition,

Okay, now listen; I will tell you:   It is the beauty of the soul leaking out kora notes: the

When faced with vacuous, swollen hubris, an ancient drummer comes drumming drumbeats of cowardice; urging dignity to squawk and cower

With my arrow of consciousness, I will penetrate the mysterious membranes of multiple multiverses. Mathematics will be on my side:

Have you ever tried to carry gravity on your shoulders? Have you held up hard and felt the need for