Verses & Fragments

A collection of quiet thoughts, structured in rhythm and white space.

An exploration of stillness, memory, and the spaces between words.

Autumn 2026

Double Minded

Never again … but yet again. Who can I blame but me? My wretched flesh and its opposing will.…

Summer 2026

Faces are bellowing, smiling, there is a cohesion here, of which I am present but spectating This feeling is familiar…

Summer 2019

when the dark falls on the ground and my nerves feel the icy touch of the wind I look up at the heavens and I am warmed…

Summer 2019

I stand before a truth connected to all that I perceive with sight, touch and thought Yet so elusive to the human…