Creatively Olive

A little spit at throat back,

Only smoke, perfectly agreeable

There's only good things at the end

Walking around, as if a slimy thing Out of its shell. Take a breath of That steep air. With this – a defiled Gait, and liquid pouring...

*this is an old collaborative piece I was a partner to, please note that not all these words are mine and this not solely my piece -I ...

Greetings all! I would like to make a very happy announcement that my poetry book - Delirious - is officially completed and up for sale!...

Translation by Salma, Arrangement by Olive Beth, you bowed? Weight, without springs, you called, rings crying, for you had no body. Call...