the eye of a hurricane
on a bus near you...
eye am a recording devicespecial filters of my own prejudice. eye live in various bus stops where punctuation of life moments need not be, are …
16/F/west aus
my words
M/nyc
A poetpourri history of a journey from naissance to humility, in between, the white (s)pacing of poems decorating a life...to read me is to perhaps, …