Heads I am asked where I stand, as a test, as a demand to take sides, to show […]
Author: Marinaz
I’ve said goodbye so many times to homes, to streets, to green spots that welcomed me on my […]
It’s time to go home. My generosity of spirit splutters on its last breath. My bone of righteousness […]
There she was, with her dark pixie cut, a glittering bracelet on her naked arm resting on the back of the tub. My Aussie angel in the bath…
Our Nomadic lifestyle has made us resistant to nostalgia. When we heard the news, we looked at each […]
‘The world should be a better place’, sighed the Philosopher, having heard some news that confused his youthful sense of righteousness…
Damn human frailty!
I’m leaking
Should have done more Kegel
When everything was working.
Lost my libido somewhere
Years and miles away.
I feel frustrated
‘Cause I can’t read without my glasses.
Damn human frailty!
I can sense the ending.
‘Some day’ has lost any meaning
As that day might not arrive
And only Today is real,
Though even that is not sure-
Maybe today’s just a blip
Lost in Netflix and dirty dishes.
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