The reason I won’t be coming

because I waited outside of

Piccadilly Station

when it rained atop

a sea of black umbrellas

for hour after hour

and I watched with dripping skin

as the deluge hit the gutters

and drowned the littered pavements

on that day

and all that drizzly air

had the smell

of wishless pennies

and I thought about you always Read more

Light Up The Sky

with a love like this


Even after all this time

the sun never says to the earth,

‘you owe me.’

Look what happens with a love like that,

it lights up the sky.

–Hafiz, A Persian poet from the 1300