IN THE SEOUL

  This city does not sleep, the wind as wistful as thoughts I cannot gather, here, on this sojourn to the south of Seoul. Horns honk along highways waking drivers out of daydreams the night can’t decipher and we buckle up and giggle briefly in back seats but I cannot distinguish those star-bound lanterns hung […]

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TO LEARN TO TRUST WITHOUT TURNING

  Time swims out on a tide I wish I could capture forever on a canvas of comfort, I drop my shirt and turn, like Orpheus, and lose hold, sands slide over skin and seaweed slivers snakelike along this shore once so unsure; rough rocks recall all the lava once eliminated. I stand in all […]

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COLOUR DANCES LIKE A FLAME OVER CONCRETE

  Colours catch fire over concrete, catch life, catch the laughter that will not linger for as long as this concrete. Measure moments not in length but in weight, weight, don’t wait to catch life; it is cold to be concrete and watch the flames flicker out, to be caressed but never considered consumable. We […]

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COTTON CANDY

  Clouds come, cover, congregate, create contours out of what was once just colourless cotton candy to catch us unaware as we swim through each other’s current, currently without caution and I wonder if we are no more than clouds; coming together, creating colours in between the shadows before we fall too heavy, too saturated, […]

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WHILE YOU WERE DREAMING

    And as you dove through distant dreams just beside me, you left to my centre, I woke to the night sky splitting above me, the stars were burning, bleeding through the darkness as the heavens opened, their gates no longer golden as the rooks took flight, soaring into my fright here in this […]

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THROUGH THE SANDS

  And when they danced she would hold him, her perfume by his face, his hands as her strength as they waltzed through their current as the tides swept the shore, through love and labour, to the first born, still born, through the twins who stopped the tears and the girls who tied the bows […]

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THE JUDGEMENT OF THE SHADOWS

  Did we smile at each other, at least, at all, before the bond broke that day, that morning, after the dawn rose in all its innocence, imperceptive of how it would part us, ignorant of the virtue you’d lost and the sadness it would cost. And did you feel the judgment of the shadows? […]

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