This is my studio for exploring my work. Consider these drafts.

Killing time in trouble's waiting room

Killing time in trouble’s waiting room. 

One drink more. Two.

“You have ankles of the kudu”

written on a receipt 

tucked in the pages

So you remain. Remember

when you stayed there all night reading

the same page over. And over.

No clocks. Desire stokes your patience.

One drink more. Two.

“But, querida, I’ve waited forever for you”


-Text by SM Simões