Who shall exonerate the fallen? sapphires embedded in the Walls of ancient History, unspoken Time in Lore that cannot reach the ears....

I speak through the charm and entrance of wood elves and strange folk, their foreign tongues, their wild currencies, open like fragrant...

Slow poems I breed in isolation, like horses, some strange neck of the woods cleared off, the sawdust blown into the breeze, remains...

I glean seething oceans out of your eyes, teeming forests, deserts caked with tears, plenteous Worlds I cannot know save through your...

What if I were nebulous and fleeting, gone, wise in my destruction, lost unto the World? I would evade Reason but satisfy the Soul with...

The cactus, the ultimate emblem of resilience, I worship with my heart clogged up in my throat and coughing the petrol of death, of every...

Angelic stillness of snow. My silk imaginations I spin in ode to the Song, the soft flakes falling, white, out of the ashen Sky. And what...

Oh, the price of my honesty: pennies, coppers, no, it is much, much more than this, than that: I begin to long again for that era of...

I. O love, you do not know the names of men who've trodden searing sands in search of thee. Your cruelty exists alone, in the fact of...

A fabricated happiness I see in the eyes of the blind. 09/03/2016 Addis Abeba Bole International Airport