Writing on the Toilet Walls

I found this picture on the internet (isn’t mine) and it really made me think. In many ways, it can definitely be argued that toilet-wall scrawlings are the purest form of art since no one has any idea who created it. There is no signature or hallmark claiming it the work of a certain artist, it is just there, for people […]

The Library

A poem which I entered into the Tower Poetry Competition on the subject of ‘The Details’. Tell me what you think? The Library through the glass it seems soundless, still, sterile you imagine lifeless shells, just fragile relics of a forgone age but submerge yourself, see beyond walls of dry paper like muted halos, the tracks […]