Unbecome

When I begin to be something dark and mean it seems to me that I must unbecome, quickly When I start to turn into a snapping beast It’s time to turn again and divest from teeth and claws We are always told we must become this or that but sometimes I wish to dissolve that…

Duende

When you hear that song that reminds you of something you don’t quite remember but you feel a melancholy longing for the intangible When you listen to music that fills you with joy so great you feel as if you might burst with happiness Reading a poem that tears deep into your soul stabbing to…