
AA – Alcoholics Ancestry : Rachelle Cox #WorldPoetryDay
The oldest memories I have lead back to the age of 4 years old I’m sitting at the bar of a pub my parents used to own in a booster seat my father commanding my mother around like she’s some […]

The oldest memories I have lead back to the age of 4 years old I’m sitting at the bar of a pub my parents used to own in a booster seat my father commanding my mother around like she’s some […]

I emerged grey and screaming. Howling my wolf’s howl; calling to a mother that didn’t understand and a father that looked on with drooped eyes, blinking hard, as if to wake up and try it all again. I lay in […]

We are all ants. Some of us run further from the safety of the colony but we are always under the shadow of a boot. Our backs ache. We carry food and shelter and worry and pain as we scuttle […]

This field in its excess: Vast and overwhelming. A life within a life that stops A life that can be lived like a life should be. A distorted mirror with vague Cracks and marks in abundance Nothing more than a […]

EMPEROR A family lay framed upon the walnut, Dust collecting, isolated in neglect – A room, ivory and gold, cleansed of dirt, Empty of soul, the Emperor sits in wait. Glass, crystal, clear visions of the towers, A mirror of […]

come on, be yourself. make sure your house inside is filled with joy. start off with your first walk, tiny step I fall, now I stand tall. smile. sing your soul out. smoothing and calming bang bang you’re dead shot […]