Poetry Drafts / 16 April 2018

Moments

There were moments, and then there was paprika. In abundance both admirable, in pinches; bland. There were moments, and then there was nothing. An insufficiency of stimuli, in a moment that wasn’t.

About The Author

Hayden Veil

In an earlier incarnation, Hayden Veil enjoyed a successful career in software engineering, writing late-night poetry in pursuit of sanity. On 2 February 2020, the world of Hayden Veil changed: Ghosts became real and with its soul laid bare there was no turning back from the perpetual path of poetry.