Category: Poetry

Written by Jacob Ibrag Pour it onto me. It’s alright, I’ll take what you’ve been rejecting. Potential, you can’t seeContinue Reading

Written by Jacob Ibrag Jitters down my spine. There’s a smudge of green paint on the wall. She left aContinue Reading

Written by Jacob Ibrag ‘Thanks for being.’ She said. ‘Being what?’ She asked. ‘Just, being.’ Photography by Nathan Dumlao

Written by Jacob Ibrag Lazy days in my mundane ideal of a perfect get away. I got away. Hazily estrangedContinue Reading