The audio renderings of selected poems in mp3 format (a pocket voice recorder makes for low production value).
This will pick at the knots of your years where stanzas and rhyme schemas were the ababa of babies babble and old men forgotten. This will dissolve the cement of metaphors such as like beyond your mindscape and things you give a damn about. I want this to tell you […]
in the shins
in the dark
of half-price cinema.
I was born on the fifth of Ramadaan.
A Friday much like yesterday, except for the faint chill of winter that threads through June air.
There is a stillness in Ramadaan; a special type of quiet that wraps around us. A stillness that renders us malleable; a warm and pliable soul, ready to receive all of Good. Those things that rub against our grain; loaded words that bring on brain-hives and the desire to strew […]
It was hard for me to bask in a spiritual infusion today, when my brain must’ve been trying to escape through my eye sockets, for all the pain I blinked back. Hello Caffeine Dependency, you are such a bastard. A website I was working on had its database eaten by […]
there used to be poems for every pavement crack ballads for every boy with stained sleeves and a hole in his chest couplets for every gambler with a broken dream losing fast on a threadless seam elegies for every father who lived too short and died too long epics for […]
A treat for Women’s Day; manicures for all the girls. How nice to have one’s hand wrapped in another’s; soothing exfoliating grooming. A drive to the shops after and there’s a woman at the robots, her baby growing on her back. Her hands hold out a small bowl. Window wound down, […]
Always examine the reasons behind your dislike of someone. It is either that they remind you of your own shortcomings or that they exhibit characteristics you secretly wish to cultivate. This is not to say that you have to like everybody. Some people are just unlikeable.