Orange rose!I read this poem when my mother was at the hospital, after she went into the surgery room. While waiting for her at the hospital corridor…Nov 33Nov 33
GlimmersTrigger, trigger, trigger, pull and kill your reaction or spark it into a volcanic explosion. I’m tired of listening to this word. Tired of…Oct 43Oct 43
Untitled lifePoems come in all shapes and sizes, much like humans with their faces, bodies and souls.Aug 263Aug 263
I can find you stillThe anger still lingers. So do the memories of tiny paw prints dragging themselves because of a broken spine. The tears have not dried yet…Aug 153Aug 153
Female Rage and the Art of LiberosisOh, sweet innocent reader, what do you know about the female rage?Aug 64Aug 64
Comfort the disturbed“Art should comfort the disturbed and disturb the comfortable.” ― Cesar A. CruzJul 265Jul 265
Underground — At the thread of life and deathYou do know Fyodor Dostoyevsky, do you? Of course, you do. Everyone on planet Earth knows about him. But do you know what changed him…Jul 153Jul 153
The master of lightThe fascination with light and it’s otherworldly effect have been and will always be at the core of the human psyche.Jun 29Jun 29
Consciousness knows only thyselfYou are the main character of your own story or is there only one story that unfolds over and over and over again?Jun 232Jun 232
