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Poetry

Year End

While on board, five hundred knots of clouds and words propel my train of thought into fresh (water, please) streams of (plain soda) consciousness ploughing the seamless atmosphere. Turbulent spasms […]
Year End

For Love and Poetry

Many have attempted to define ‘love’ with concurring and dissenting perspectives. But one thing remains true: We believe it. For love and poetry explores different, personal recollections and stories as […]
For Love and Poetry

Madman

Sometimes I hear the clock tick, sometimes I don’t. ​ Other times, it ticks so loud, louder than heartbeats rushing. ​ Whenever I’m alone in a quiet room, in a […]
Madman