With What is Left


With What is Left



Carried by the wind

rain falls–

Hitting my already wounded skin

leaving new marks

                                    and piercing through some.



The sky grunts as the blood drips on the ground

                                    pink. The colour of fresh bruises. Mixed with rainwater

flows away…




Goosebumps cover my body

I did not carry an umbrella

                                    shivering because of the cold, or trembling because of the fear?

She’s gone–




The stone that carries your name

is as cold as when you were alive.


                                                                                    Is a virtue.”

“Is not!



                         Mum, just listen to me–”

You didn’t.



Peace for piece

yours for mine.

                        Only we know–

                                                Only we knew–

We did

but now only I do,



‘Discipline is a Virtue’

I smile


Farrago's magazine cover - Edition One 2024


It’s 2012 and you have just opened Tumblr. A photo pops up of MGMT in skinny jeans, teashade sunglasses and mismatching blazers that are reminiscent of carpets and ‘60s curtains. Alexa Chung and Alex Turner have just broken up. His love letter has been leaked and Tumblr is raving about it—”my mouth hasn’t shut up about you since you kissed it.” Poetry at its peak: romance is alive.

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