(2013)
The storm is brewing. I smell it in the air. I am panicking. I can barely breathe. I fear this tempest
Beloved goddess, sweet holy mother of us all, you who beckon me throughout these hectic days
Who’s gonna throw my pitiful ashes into the holy mother Ganges? Who’s gonna hold it as their sacre… Who’s gonna know the need for this… I’ve seen so many nameless shadows
I’m not angry with you. I am hurting, and as usual, I don’t know why. I don’t know why I cry
Some time ago, I made my way down to the crossroads, to try my lucky hand at the devil’s gaming tables.
God has spoken. I have been listening, the message is clear. The psalm itself is silent, if the psalmist’s voice falls stil…
Are you the one I have no words f… Are you the one who seeks the space between these lines? I used to think I’d know you inst… Now I don’t know anything at all.
I commit myself to God; sometimes, not often. I believe in God; sometimes,
Neon lights buzzed in staccato out… Sleep seemed something I dare not… I took myself looking to ease my a… keeping to steamy side-streets and… heading for the part of town beyon…
I stared at her like she was a painting, as if I had all day and night to drink in every curve and contour
There’s a voice deep inside getting stronger every day. I cannot deny the message these urgent words proclaim. Why bother?
I am awash with tears of mourning for what I thought was dead and go… as though a flood of holy water has broken through the stony dam I contrived to spare this brittle…
What you seek with such fervent zeal, as you scour those sacred texts and scriptures, is far greater than
My beloved, she has abandoned me. What’s left is a stark white canva… that repels application of hue or… Hopelessly, I gaze into the bleak… She is gone,
I am crying now. I don’t know why. Am I supposed to know why it is I cry ? Though I always feel