My poems from long ago

Here’s some excerpts from what my mum just sent. almost keeled over...

05th Sep
My poems from long ago

feral

the wildness in me is elusive it flits from the cloying artifices...

16th Feb

Escúchame

hay un pozo de lágrimas detrás de mi pechito   sus aguas...

02nd Feb

doorjambs

i seek solace in doorjambs cold, hard, flat against the cheekbones strong...

02nd Aug

usurped, my humanity

so much of what I am is usurped bred on the destruction...

02nd Feb