Cherry

My Paper Soul

Today is the first day I go back To the anti-depressants; On my knees. I feel them turn And twist And kiss the Insides of my skull-- And my paper soul.
Cherry

Before You Went

I wanted to tell you this was tearing me apart...

Being British

Being British… I’m British by Law African by blood She’s British by Blood

The layers fall

How I envy the languid sun, So appealing and adored, No matter the duration of his absence, His return is that of an old flame, He kisses your skin and it blushes,

Our garden is full of pornography

you are another blade of grass so much less than the little men that stow away in its branches in nests lined with simplicity and impossible laughter
Cherry

Delhi: my inevitable destination.

although the Americans still didn’t know where (or what) Afghanistan was, the Soviets did, and while I was waiting in Moscow for a connecting flight to Kabul their tanks rumbled ...

A Walk Through Time

From my front window view the grass continues grieving, a mower trim once again

Halcyon

Fools are on the street raging away, While the hard workers are waking up To a cold summers day, They shower us with glass, They burn things to a shell, Making a riot is childs play,

British Isles- Day 10- Belfast, Northern Ireland

Friday, July 21,2011- Belfast, Northern Ireland.
Cherry

You Said

I really hate to use the phrase 'blown out' but i couldn't think of a decent synonym!

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