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  • Dispatches from the new frontier

    What happens when the city you once knew erodes your mind as much as your body?“Sit. Rep: Day 90” is an examination of being in a foreign place, aligning it… Read more

  • Femme + Defiance

    I sometimes feel that an identity like “hard femme” makes some people squirm — too much makeup, too much shine, too much softness for a community that still mistakes masculinity… Read more

  • Weathered Sign, Weathered Words: A Poetic Insight

    In the heart of the city, there’s always a wall that bears witness — a battered sign insisting Post No Bills while generations ignore it, layer by layer. This poem… Read more

  • On Old Pens / Unwritten Words

    An old pen, a cold morning, a drawer full of unsaid things. This is what stays with me when I think about what we keep — and what we don’t.… Read more

  • City Life: Perspectives in Poetry

    This poem was inspired by a combination of recent experiences, one of which happened today. I was walking through an underpass on my way to the train station, it is… Read more

  • When to Replace Damaged Tiles

    This poem came to me as I stood in a busy concourse, watching the endless flow of people pass over a floor of worn tiles. Some were chipped, some cracked,… Read more

  • Where the shadows fall

    An urban reflection in verse From the twenty-something-th floor of a downtown building, I found myself gazing out over a patchwork of the city’s architecture — elegant old colonials, austere… Read more

  • Tales from a commute

    This poem was written last Thursday as I was commuting home. The sky was amazing. SunsetLike soldiers dressed for a paradeStanding proud and tallThe setting sunEtches black their branchesCast now… Read more

  • A free ride?

    A booming offerI have a vacant house for rent:The roof leaks, but it’s the best you’ll get.I have a wonderful job for you:The terms and conditions are not up for… Read more

  • Embracing the Winter Transition: A Poetic Journey

    In the Southern Hemisphere, we have officially begun winter. It doesn’t feel that way where I am living at the moment. 3 June 2025 The Slow March to WinterAfter the… Read more

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