Hungry on a hilltop. Waiting to find a sea to look at. There is my hut on the…
Sun balanced itself at the edge of a cloud, about to burst. Roads absorbed last night’s rain and…
English roads wrapped over the the body of its landSwollen, half-regretful yet nostalgicBodies stacked in…
Lost in a garden of footsteps. You and I are following shadows. In our lives cramped with digits…
Gas flame is flickering under the weight of a pot of turmeric milkThat is the only…
To the shedding skin. To the stones yet to be turned. Are we moving towards home…