Pandemonium, I have not stopped weeping, for days now, Wailing, praying, begging, The portal of grief has reopened, The gates gaping, I cannot explain to onlookers why my eyes have emptied, I try to merge with the walls, Pretend my eyes aren’t blood red, I try cracking a smile, Minutes later I am gushing from […]

Can the dead, hear me?Can they my screams from the seven heavens?Up in the cloaked veils of God himself,or are they sheltered from the suffering down here, I wonder if they were ever real,If I had just imagined these people,My Ama, a golden vase,That held a dozen children,Watched her own vase crack,whilst the flowers she […]