Poem: Home

Where is ‘home’? Is home my little brick house by the sea, corroded by gale gusts and seagulls? Is home the place in my mind, that place noone else can see of? Does my heart lead me home, where my parents still reside? Or if migrated, is it instead the place where I first beganContinue reading “Poem: Home”

Poem: Collapsing

Collapsing, My last breath feels inevitable.  Food, a phrase once so fruitious, Now feels so forgettable. Picking the apple from Eden, An action so regrettable.    I claw and I clamber, You believe that I committed perjury  One measly morsel of food is all that I ask for. Yet you deny me this luxury, IContinue reading “Poem: Collapsing”