Tel Aviv glistened on August 14th. The Municipality Building glowed black, red, white and green, of the UAE flag, its freshly minted ally…

Moon. Late night June. Time goes by. Shooting stars…

I walked differently then. The process would begin at the airport. Strides started to lengthen...

i am almost good enough to hold onto things still, i should not own so many breakable trinkets…

The languid days when the beaches were banned. How I craved to catch a glimpse of her. She felt my longing…

How well do bears swim? Do they prefer fish or honey? What do they dream of on their long winter sleep?

What are these arbitrary lines, that crack our fragile world?

The Spring is breaking her light green head through from a bitter winter and we are weeping and tired…

Cold. Unstrung. She lies, locked behind the glass…

With the sun blinking between buildings, and the birds with their feathers soft aflight…

I went out running this evening. It was later than usual; the sun had set…

What’s that? he said, on your chain? pointing…

The boy woke up early that summer morning. The vague netting of dawn lingered over the garden outside his window…

‘Collateral damage’, which is tossed round like a parent’s beachball…

Like a fly, stuck in Amber, a living struggling insect trapped under a hard translucent skin…

Beige fades to grey on all the curves and nooks it flaunts and back to beige…

Crammed to the crags with its old stories, his-stories come alive and made theirs to consider…

Like little eggs on cedar trees, the upturned pinecones sat…

Clung on in defiance to the unthinking man’s brain…

For ‘I am right and you are fucking wrong’ to penetrate the pores of who you please…