I carved me a rift and called it a hug I swallowed a lion and called it a bug,I cradled a wound and called it a shameI tarried a dream and called it a game;I wept in the garden and called it reliefI harried my mother for lack of belief,I carried a thought through the…

It seems to me things ought to beAgreed upon democratically;But what I see in its steadIs a few leading and the many led.London, UK // July 2025

red.. like the bulb-bearing bumbling bar,red.. like her hand-painted lips from afar -red.. like the message intoned with the nightthrough the warm weary wandering air;red.. like the blood-dripping gossiping tree,red.. in the moment the soul is set free -red.. like the fear and the anger at oncein the morning too bright for a skull;red.. like…

Say less, and what youMean;Ask qquestions;Read much. And then, my little prince,To glory u will go.London, UK // July 2025

what is this parting?I cannot tellbut that the space was small;wings that would stretchbroke at the seamsunder the heavy disco ball..London, UK // May 2025

your face became mine last nightin the Empire’s Music Palacewandering through meyou wondered through mewhat god really had in mindwas I a lemon tree or a stone, you asked;does the tortoise stick out her neck?I am what feels the tasteless fire,I said,of the hungry, hankering dead.I had dined alone again that nightupon the string beans…

deathdon’t go on taking me now –i got things to doLeeds, UK // February 2025

in the summer I ranI ran for the Sunin Hopeand full vigourfor Noiseand sweet Deathrunningand running I ran for the Sunbrazing bridges (in full vigour)for more Lightand I burned. Leeds, UK // February 2025

I want my share of the pieI want my share of the pieI cry, I cryI want my share of the pieLeeds, UK // January 2025

Life, life, lifeWhat is this shitSometimes I dont understandOne little bit!Leeds, UK // December 2024