The Coastal Suburbs
I a m often asked what inspires me as an individual , and where I draw my energy. For some reason, I am always unable to pinpoint a particular el…
INK MAN
I task you to put a face to this pen, Draw a persona from this ink, Put a phase to it then. Writing is Psychic— in your thoughts you can sync , …
GoodYears
I have been rolling down on this same road; rolling on my GoodYears. Outside, the showers of rain Showers my reign. The acclaimed “King of the st…
Out of my hands
It's out of my hands Like a kite on a windy day, Where a glorious smile turns into a frown almost instantaneously. It's out of my hands L…
Limping Forward
Stuck In the middle, But I'm stuck in the middle with you. We're stuck between two extremes. We'll boat whenever it streams. I've b…
Kayayoo
She is with child, She is with loads of luggage. The pressure of a teenage mother, As she takes a quick snooze In the public transport. Her hand con…