Supposed
Written by Jacob Ibrag The only way I can get close is if I create the perfect world that’ll haveContinue Reading
Category: Poetry
Weaning
Written by Jacob Ibrag ‘Endless screams. How can they continue to sleep through it? It’s likely the medication.’ Placebos. ItContinue Reading
Began
Written by Jacob Ibrag Close those eyes, I have gone and began. Through your skin, like you’ve forever requested. ThroughContinue Reading
History
Written by Jacob Ibrag And when two fell from the chairs in the sky we put together, four more replacedContinue Reading
Plethora
Written by Jacob Ibrag Wind is picking up, gathering a plethora of yesterdays. You can follow where it’s going andContinue Reading
