PAST LIVES Marching boots upon unspoken graves, As Censor taunts intrinsic states Fleeing the dusk fear panic To covet are ready many facade-. Fallen past through people driven hosts, Who file mechanical figure holes Coffee Coffin breaks bewildered illusion… Read More ›
Have I changed for you, a better fit, a better fate? Have you changed for me, a bitter taste now a better taste? Do we absorb and expand or do we retract and regroup? Melting pot never quite hot enough… Read More ›
Preface . . . As a follow up to his fourth book, The Translator, Dah’s sixth book, The Opening, displays the same metaphorical artistry that leads his readers into real and surreal imagery composed around the melancholic conditions of humanity’s… Read More ›
