Drifting
Written by Jacob Ibrag ‘Back for more?’ Drifting. Some things can’t be planned. They just, happen. A three hundred andContinue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag ‘Back for more?’ Drifting. Some things can’t be planned. They just, happen. A three hundred andContinue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag Take. Broken picture frame of last years holiday. Accompanied by the passing seconds looking to hitch aContinue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag ‘I can’t promise you anything except that this path is narrow and dripping with finality.’ ToContinue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag Caught in this non place of a space. A sliver in the mind that breeds theContinue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag ‘I won’t keep you. Take what you need.’ The taste of implosion, a fluid symphony. Transference.Continue Reading





