The First Waits
They waited on the banks of the narrow steps,laying their naive heads on their tiny handas their thin legs dangled down the steps of the awaiting. Oh, how that heart skipps;another beat from sinuc tach,boasting smiles and engraving wrinkles on your cheeks!Your intoxicating excitementdeclares itself one of many disappointing first feasts!Please do not forget to check the time!20 seconds it has b...
I can feel you in my breath
This is a series of illustrative bookart I created to pair with a recent piece of prose I wrote during my time in isolation. “Sinking beneath the surface of the nightThe sky and the ocean meld and split apart again,Indecisive lovers,Soft skin stretches across jutting bones,You pull your fingers through your hair and stretch upward, The long arching shape of your back,Casts shadows onto the bedr...
The Lamb
There is no timeI am displacedNo explanationOnly disgraceThere's no solutionI'm cut in twoAlmost betrothedBut not to youFulfilment goneNo grand planSacrificial cutsA tasty young lamb