Written by OhhhwillowAugust 6, 2018August 7, 2018

Sunburn

A day had wrapped two frowns Around my shoulders Because the sun was indifferent So I stood on my hands And told a friend That sunburn Is a matter of perspective

Written by OhhhwillowMay 9, 2018May 10, 2018

Nation

Reflections on communism, inspired by the water colour of a Korean artist/friend/soldier that I crossed paths with in the wise city of Sofia, Bulgaria.

Written by OhhhwillowJanuary 31, 2018June 27, 2018

The Sigh and The Storm

One,
Full of life
The other
An idea

Written by OhhhwillowOctober 20, 2017October 30, 2017

Bonfire

The chapter on burning and touching

Written by OhhhwillowSeptember 18, 2017September 18, 2017

Spray Paint

Colouring in

Written by OhhhwillowAugust 18, 2017August 22, 2017

Chewing Gum

Layers

Written by OhhhwillowAugust 6, 2017September 19, 2017

Intercom

Note to self

Written by OhhhwillowFebruary 11, 2017October 28, 2017

The Locker Room

Humanising the other is important in city life. Who is next to you on the train? Written from the Central line carriage, The Locker Room asks ‘what builds the social and cultural dynamic of the place you live in?’

Written by OhhhwillowFebruary 5, 2016April 18, 2017

Hairdye Decay

Are these clothes the colour of my insides? Are yours?

Written by OhhhwillowSeptember 22, 2015September 24, 2015

Little White Lines

Lines are comprised of the silences in letters And say more (It seems) Than the screams of obsolete profanity I steal them And they love me for the sweetness of manipulation’s lullaby If waterfalls could whisper away the fallacy of words I would wait for rain each day And soak in the reality of translucence […]