The braid that became a bridge
Foreword The next chapter in my political poems:Girls' and women's rights—not something most boys my age are thought to care about—matter deeply to me. Freedom and dignity are universal rights;…
We Are the Knot
Borders dissolve where Alpine snow meets Aegean blue—Lisbon loans sunlight to Helsinki’s dusk,Sarajevo’s cafes brew Dublin’s rain,and every train track hums the same chord:“Alone, we’re notes. Together—anthem.” Britain? Come home.…
Ukraine continues to bloom
Foreword Not much for me to say here; my last poem should be clear in my worldview. Ukraine has become a symbol of liberty, of freedom, of strength, of courage,…
Dystopia.exe (Error 404)
Foreword We live in a world where adults are too braindead to realize the truth, leading our world to disaster by following authoritarians like Trump and Putin. No longer just…