There’s a furious raging mob out beyond the temple walls; howling with a lust for murder of the next contender for their cr… It's more to do with feral instinc…

I come to the village well today, though without a need to drink. My worldly thirst now quenched, with home and hearth supplied. I am here to fill a deeper vessel

A sudden gust of bitter wind from somewhere hot and foul, whooped and howled throughout the scattered waste and scrabble down that God-forsaken alley.

Not a poem. I hurt; like a Frankenstein monster. Iron fist. Unrelenting.

You think you know me, that figment dancing in your mind’… You think you understand me, that puppet dangling from imaginar… You believe you know what’s best f…

Come out, come out, wherever you are. I know you’re in here. You dirty little secret.

Everything he has ever been taught alerts him to avert that dancing f… What is it then that demands he mu… proceed towards his certain fiery… Some deep and ancient voice within

I am seven years old. My brother is ten. The beating was brutal. My brother is recovering conscious… I believed he was dead.

I commit myself to God; sometimes, not often. I believe in God; sometimes,

I was surrounded by many desperate, troubled people. There was much drinking, drugging, and violence. Women were being bought and sold,

God has spoken. I have been listening, the message is clear. The psalm itself is silent, if the psalmist’s voice falls stil…

Your end? My end? Where the hell’s the middle? You say this. I say that.

I am your greatest grandmother calling softly on the ocean winds. I was never lost to you forever, only swallowed by the other half o… Come down with me to the quiet pla…