Immovable
Written by Jacob Ibrag It’s like I’m staring at a wall. It’s a calm presence. No elements that can triggerContinue Reading
Category: Poetry
My Distraction
Written by Jacob Ibrag My neck hurts, so I stretch it. It still hurts, so I try to release theContinue Reading
Playgrounds
Written by Jacob Ibrag There isn’t a plan and there aren’t any rules. We’re a collective making sense of theContinue Reading
We Hide Secrets
Written by Jacob Ibrag I’m standing on top of a hill in my mind. I see as far as IContinue Reading
Lately
Written by Jacob Ibrag Lately I’ve been feeling like a scientist. I’ve been trying to ring in the past intoContinue Reading
