“Swallow your plum-wonder-heart / each chamber / condensed & pulverised.”

“Hums / whole / where cat eyes smile from lantern-lit windows.”

“Home is not a house, / but the soft nest / Within the tenderness of my flesh / and the strength in my soul.”

“The blackbirds crawl out of her veins / dive like dusk / into mountains.”

“Remember the clack-clack of your teeth / against hers at the wrong height difference / on a black table while the rich kids watched?”

“Silence breaks as song overtakes / and aging / we begin again at the gateway.”

“Entombed in blue / you glint through / a thousand mummified stars.”

“But I am still writing to you. / I am wondering, / I am wondering / what is a society ?”

“I become a blur sunburnt shoulders & scabbed knees / caught & captured, reflected & refracted.”

“What mother eats her children? / Fathers do that: Saturn in the Goya painting, / eyes half-crazed.”

“Like salamander’s slow movement under decaying tree trunks, / shadows dance wave-like / in the light of the transmuted.”

“When she unzips the earth / we will lay crumpled at her dream’s edge / our blood is her bathwater.”

“Curled onto one side, waited so long / and from the nape of my neck / he spread like the dawn.”

“Please just know / Even though, there are as many bad days as there are good / I still want you in all of them”

“For its a forget-you-not world, baby / The rose bud has unfurled / for the bee.”

“the river of your eyes runs / into mine / So I write.”