Rainy day bus

Rain jumps upon the bus roof patterning a beat in time with the roll of wheels, buzzer sets ring and stops come and go,people hoping on and off umbrellas up and down, dripping in their shelter blown rains drops slide along glass, through the swoosh of puddles spraying waves, washed footpaths people dashing for shelter, […]

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Looking is finding

I lost myself today, put down somewhere, on a shelf, or in a pocket, like a lonely love letter, tucked away in a favorite book, or in a dusty corner, with the dangling spiderwebs, I became a thread unraveled, or did I turn to lint, after some belly button picking stint, I may have turned […]

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Love letter to our future selves.

To the you I am yet to know, the you I am still to meet,all the things I’ve yet to see,that smile you’ve yet to give me,the softness you reveal, where we rest our bones tomorrow,our sense of a flavour yet tasted,or the hours we’ve left to talk,the hours we’ve already treasured,your head upon my […]

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