Poems for Niamh

Pouring salt water places it should not be They left their perfume then They left you Calvin Klein In2you Her, ironic. Each morning I drown myself in the smell of the first time we met, in the smell of the first time I touched your hair, in the smell of the first time I cut… Continue reading Poems for Niamh

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A Poem for My Friend Ahmat

I drop a pebble in the pond, I touch your hand. I see the silk midnight on your skin, I see the depth of midnight in your eyes, I see the strength of a thousand tides Break on the shores but you have more. And I want to give you that But who am I… Continue reading A Poem for My Friend Ahmat