A surreal poem of sun, nailed, and behind, moving through strangeness, transformation and crossing.
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A sun is nailed behind her: neat, deliberate. One eye becomes a red moon, polished and cold. The other keeps its dusk, measuring our distance. Her hair lifts like smoke from a flare. A thin chain taps her throat, counting seconds. She stands there and lets the day hold its orbit.
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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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