Category: Grazing Corner
A Perfect Sunday With My Lover
A fine Sunday morning…i wake up next to you. Time has slowed down for us. We …
Respite
I write to feel a little or to feel a little less. Waiting for the chaos …
No Way Out
TW: Child Abuse He came into my life when I was just a little girl I …
Thoughts on Language, Questions, and ‘I’
I’ve started questioning a lot. Not intellectual questions. Not political queries. Stupid questions. Questions for me. …
Not All Men
It’s not all men But every single woman They say one bad apple Can’t ruin a …
The CTA of Death: How My Grandmother’s Death Changed My Perspective on Life
I love the song Seventeen Going Under by British artist Sam Fender. These particular lyrics really …
Writer’s Block
What happens when the writer’s block – that dreaded ennui of creative juices – becomes the …
Sea Fret and Other Poems
the sea can be terrible at times – she baits me with her meddling pecks of …
Pearl Earing
The dawn breaks apart, Seeing the skies drown in rain, Heart yearns to feel the dew, …
A Lonely Monologue
I stepped out of my house after a week, can’t say that I liked it, it …
Scarlett
It was late at night, The pale crescent moon, Night shining clouds, Fire flies all around …
Bitter Sweet Changes
Her breath tightened as she plummeted towards an unknown darkness. She knew she’d hit rock bottom …
