top of page
"If you stumbled here,
I hope some of my poems and words
can make themselves at home with you."
.soli
Search
I urged Sleep
"Let's fly a kite", I urged Sleep as she took off, unwavering at the helm, string slipping through hand's surface shivering to exclude...
soli
Jul 28, 20201 min read
The words not spoken sting more
The words not spoken sting more, like thorns hidden beneath an umbrella of red petals masking sun's glow — a manmade division between us....
soli
Jul 25, 20201 min read
What a spell, the poem
What a spell, the poem like a sorcerer's wand waving in the air and hanging there — captive under its reverie. What a command, the poem...
soli
Jul 21, 20201 min read
Ode to Minsky
"I am thinking, which moment was I born?" was it, the day of mass from womb or was it, the day a society of agents — like a swarm of...
soli
Jul 20, 20201 min read
When one wears history
When one wears history it is a stubborn blemish on white blouse's sleeve, to pull it up, is a reprieve ink seeped under the crease like...
soli
Jul 17, 20201 min read
Sympathy for flowers
pulled and pinioned like a brocade a bouquet at the behest is another life claimed pressed atop a casket lies a Rose's bed emerged from...
soli
Jul 14, 20201 min read
I see how merrily they go
I see how merrily they go round and round, smiles on faces unfazed I see how grounded they are through tightened hands on posts, gears...
soli
Jul 14, 20201 min read
the Faucet
how peculiar, a nature that permits turning turmoil boiled within, into a faucet; spilling self into a splashing sink, reflecting mirror...
soli
Jul 12, 20201 min read
On contracts
suffering is not bound to a select: signed and testified on torn parchment where the shade of blue alters not, the matter of the wound;...
soli
Jul 8, 20201 min read
Connection
I yearn for a friendship not sailed, I grieve for a connection never made.
soli
Jul 7, 20201 min read
Arches in Shadows
The arches in shadows dormant support the weight of your steps, unwilling your steps, unyielding toward a path thought set in stone...
soli
Jul 7, 20201 min read
Hand in mine
at the precipice I lost your hand to the crevices of my palm
soli
Jul 7, 20201 min read
Preface
If only we could turn back, the page to the preface of childish wonder.
soli
Jul 7, 20201 min read
Skin
I have peeked under the curtain of my skin and found more colour within.
soli
Jul 7, 20201 min read
Little Letters
little levers offering atop keytops little letters embracing little errors releasing yours truly; words alive forever
soli
Jun 26, 20201 min read
Eyes in a Portrait
staring into someone in contemplation, is akin to meeting eyes in a portrait; dormant, present, and absent. Painting: Day Dreams by Jules...
soli
Jun 22, 20201 min read
On Days Joy is Allowed
On days joy is allowed, Your ghost looms over Like roaming clouds in Dim chambers of my Mind, and I turn the Thread tight, Let dread flow...
soli
Jun 19, 20201 min read
Journal Entry
Drop me in an ocean, And I will drift to the coast Exile me to a mountain, And I will breathe deeply Nudge me from a cliff, And I will...
soli
Jun 13, 20201 min read
Dear You,
Sometimes, I place my hand on the wall, the cold assures; I'm still here I hold onto a nearby rail, to cling to rust, to something more...
soli
May 11, 20201 min read
I am not I
I am not I, I am multitudes. the eye you see, one in a sea in bodies beyond me. I am a glass poured full, thirst unquenched for she who...
soli
May 11, 20201 min read
bottom of page