a broad life

one life. three continents. endless possibilities.




It’s okay. that the years have passed like seconds in a summer’s day for him they are eternal slow in passing and transformative what stays is here inside curled up under a blanket by the fire and the smell of… Continue Reading →

a new softness

As if blown in by the winds from the east. Tempestuous. portraying an intensity only acquired on cement playgrounds and long subway rides taking us to places we couldn’t afford   long gone are the days of late nights in the… Continue Reading →


It was garbage day or rather rubbish day. Much more eloquent These are new things she learned there the subtleties of language that take the English from Queens and turn it into the Queens English she contemplated this along with… Continue Reading →


Come, look they call as if I don’t sleep and then they are right behind me beside me in front when all I see is in my head numbers dizzying even the most tenacious attempt at presence eludes me as… Continue Reading →


Words do not suffice this task no human mind can conjure up or grasp Speech breaks tears at its own attempt pull and grabs but it will not comprehend That which the body knows it feels Its shakes and throws… Continue Reading →


Freedom exists in the heads of its believers I lie when I speak, when I think what do I think I think I channel old antiquated characters from other’s imaginations I think being gutted must be painful but being torn… Continue Reading →

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