A surreal poem of wears, head, and branching, moving through strangeness, transformation and crossing.
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She wears a head of branching weather, arteries of lacquer questing outward for a storm. Her lenses are stoplights holding back green, a pair of small planets refusing to orbit. You can smell the solvent: sharp, iron, certain. Each blister of paint hardens with a tick— a metronome schooling the heart. She faces the wall and listens to the current run.
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A reflective poem of share, hush, and turquoise, exploring change, memory and inner weather.
A reflective poem of stood, lip, and circle, exploring change, memory and inner weather.
A sun-drenched free-verse poem where a sleeping body, a fan, and an orange room leave behind a halo of heat, colour, and absence.
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