Poems from adamnayak

tension, tension, compressed in jars, stacked on a shelf, towers of precarious glass, one day the shelf must topple. a family living in a...
Dollhouse   They sit. They stand. They walk. They talk. They work. They eat. They sleep. Revering their veils of fantasy, Bathing in the...
A fresh fruit, fallen from the tangerine tree on the head of a little girl; locks of light dipped in gold, tangible flames erupting from...
A morning stroll-- Main Rd, Charleston, South Carolina.   Each step bears the weight of my shadow, encompassing hundreds of souls,...
A rosebush-- Her eyes the moon, Her hands the stars, Her body the night, Her feet the Earth; A mother-- Her flower the sun, Her leaves the...