Tag: poetry 101 rehab

Hide-Away

Beep. Ding! Tununup. Home, is where the wifi connects automatically. Our fortress, haven, hide-away. My comfort zone, mi casa, my cave. Everyone has one, be it mental or in the flesh. Poetry 101 Rehab: Home

At The End Of Time

We all dream of the end. The big house, and two cars, the dog, and two children running in the yard. Our partner beside us lounging on the veranda, watching the movie unfold before us. We want to skip the scanning, the awkward texts, the 

*On Defrost*

*On Defrost*

I’m sorry for breaking you…
The clock stopped going toc.
We stared at the big orange sign,
signifying the distance to the edge.
I was hurt and so were you
but after the end, I pulled through.
Now I’m hearing the riddim again,
and you’re still ice cold.

Poetry 101 Rehab: Thaw.

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Am I wrong

Am I wrong

Is my gut right? or, is my mind right? or is it my heart, that’s right? You’d think two would be at war. Well you’re wrong. My whole being is at war, just for you… If you know the answer, please do share because my