School: A Trauma

This is to the teachers who put me on a pedestal The only ‘justification’ they used bordered cultural and racial This is to the classmates who sectioned off by sex With girls to the right and boys to the left This is to the headmasters who signed off on those papers Took bribes from the … Continue reading School: A Trauma

Layers — [collaborative poetry]

Layers is old, layers is new Layers is a wish or a dream come true Layer upon layer of sun rays reign Upon layers and layers of fields thirsting for rain Removing a layer, atmospheric bliss Adding a layer, attachments to the old, reminisce Attachments overlap as layers envelop such bliss Enamored as its embrace … Continue reading Layers — [collaborative poetry]

A Banterous Ode to Tablemat

Lines weaved left right overlapped Generating a pattern for a tablemat Its formulation stares at me as I type these words Onto the screen as my eyes unravel worlds The tablemat is envious that my fingers stroke the keyboard Wonders why its only purpose is to keep tables from being scorched Well mat, I didn’t … Continue reading A Banterous Ode to Tablemat

Impulse Was His Weakness (Collaboration)

It was his only chance He rushed towards the door Impulse was his weakness Thus he tripped onto the floor Knowing who was knocking He wanted to make an impression Little did he realise he was bound By a wheelchair and a confession He picked himself up to get the door To her surprise, this … Continue reading Impulse Was His Weakness (Collaboration)

Writing is Easy, Writing is Hard

Writing is easy when it comes from the heart But from the mind is somewhat hard To 'feel' is a constant state-of-being To 'think' is to breathe while surviving reality To 'reflect' is a path taken only by the wise To 'depict' is a portrayal of reality analysed To 'write' is to yield a paper … Continue reading Writing is Easy, Writing is Hard

Spencer

Spencer was new to school and hadn’t quite decided who to be. Having the benefit of a unisex name meant that Spencer had also chosen not to identify as ‘he’ nor ‘she’ but ‘it’ or ‘Spence’. On the first day, Spence dressed in such a manner that its gender could not be identified at first … Continue reading Spencer