poetry

I trudge alone.

150 150 Al Kags

I trudge alone, Though it doesn’t seem so, From the day I left her house of warmth Amidst tears and fervent protestations I was shoved out into this cold bitter…

read more

Flow-etry: I need a prayer

1280 800 Al Kags

I need a prayer. I. need. A prayer. A prayer for divine consolation, insulation – at least a diversion to rid my brain of these reverberations… See, these reverberations going through…

read more

Finding my fingers

150 150 Al Kags