Give me something

Page 219 of the Satanic Verses, Salman Rushdie writes ” Her lips, cheeks, chin were heavily stained by the many different colours that had rubbed off the dying butterflies” In this chapter a beautiful woman is eating butterflies and prior to their consumption she opens her …

My Moon

Each breath a struggle Inhaling and exhaling the names of lovers that went wrong Of relationships tossed around On the raging sea of my veins Delivering blow after blow of what could have been, should have been, what will never be again Straight into that …

Through the Looking Glass

Distinct Beauty

Both Sides

Wanderer’s Heart