This is what my broken heart feels like: the survivors of an earthquake rummaging endlessly through the destruction of their city.
A free verse poem on a lovable witch and the fool trying to reach her heart.
This piece includes an original poem on Da’ish’s immolation of a Jordanian pilot, some poetry analysis of Auden and Williams, and a critique of American isolationism.
A short love poem on the power of words.
A second collection of aphorisms and short prose.
Short prose piece on the reality of a hopeless, lingering vision.
A very brief scene concerning who gets to decide the meaning of things.
A short, sarcastic paragraph on written cliché.
The revelation of the 3D printed gun as a political statement prompted in me a strange, transcendent experience.
A love poem on making the night last forever. The title is Turkish and translates to, “This Night”.