the silence of the forest in certain matters is often quite natural and deliberate: peace over pretentious

to understand stillness is to be aware of the void’s omnipresent gaze on life

evening winds gather the sounds of the forest and arranges a temporary truce

Participated in the erbacce prize for poetry in 2025 and 2026, was commended and longlisted both times and this year will be featured in journal 86. What a competition it has been! Amazing number of entries and congrats to all the poets and winners of the competition! Check out the link below:

https://www.erbacce-press.co.uk/erbacce-prize-2024

the city is a beast: where neon lights alter minds and forced appetites fill bellies with illusions

the euphoric chatter of trees in an otherwise gloomy morning

reconnecting the body: past and future contained within each needle of drizzle

swept away in a single and gentle breath of rain the city’s grey

briefly alive: a wild draft skims the teeth of waves carrying the cold from sea to body on no man’s land

her gentle purr brings back memories of long nights and unbiased calm