Roots ran deep At the front of the satin-engulfed staged Invisible, bifurcations Nodding at each other In the breeze of history Now, at...

Nuggets Little epicenters of friendships Sending back and forth Their sounds, their waves , their presence Words crunched into my ears...

I long To belong To have circles chinking around my waist And centres under my feet Poised on top of a social mount I shall overlook...