Punjabi Tea & Chocolate Cake
See-through fingers snaking over outside ledge
Decrepit, with crystal lyricism.
A thud and fine flurry skating off the roof
Solitary drips of gentle snow-thaw.
7 hours, 15 minutes ago
I am writing again
Before I begin, I’d like to quote Hemingway and prove him erroneous.
He said “There’s nothing to writing. All you do is sit down to a typewriter and bleed.” 599 more words
12 hours, 14 minutes ago
I cut my hair today
no breaking news
no red alerts
just scissors, an amalgam of heavy anchors and shit load of existential crisis,
and my surrendering self… 572 more words
1 day ago
The pavements are laden with meringue
Haphazard slather smeared along the road.
Trees, like proud antlers, highlighted by the season’s bliss
Stretch deep into the charcoal sky. 38 more words
A Two Sided Truth
For if I could have it all a gift,
It would be wrapped up in your lips.
For if I could live inside my dreams, 63 more words
3 days ago
Generous helping of nature’s icing as I open my window.
The neighbourhood is transformed into a dessert village of
marzipan roofs, artisanally-moulded cake batter homes; 48 more words
4 days ago
gabriella de jesus
There is distortion to our generation
Where it is not unusual to never have felt the embrace of love
It is not unusual to find “happiness” in individuals… 64 more words
4 days, 4 hours ago