My temple was trespassed.
My altar...

Sometimes sunsets are
synonymous...

On nights like this it's not that
I can't sleep...

Some days I'm very much
in the now...

Nostalgia used to claw under
my skin like dull razors...

As the stars unpacked
themselves across the sky...

I wish to learn to love you in
every alphabet...

My cramped fingers cavort
(in the crooked nooks...

She shrugged her
shoulders as if...

Somewhere amidst an
acrimonious tempest...

My feet are mirrors of
the eggshells I've...

I've spent half a lifetime
attempting to rid...