'You twist my tongue, so much so that I start speaking like you.'
"You are no more, but I bear your name, with glimpses of you in me, I am here all the same"
Contrary to popular belief, history isn't set in stone. In fact, it's especially susceptible to political manipulation.
A poem about what happens when a democracy dissolves.
A poem about a capture by giant, sociopathic and lyrical spider.
Rape survivors who turn to the judiciary for help are often left stranded in legalities for years. This poem tries to put feelings into these nameless, faceless case files.
This poem explores the emotional and societal aspects of abusive relationships.