Who is Alex Undone? Following on from her live periscope I reached out to Alex in order to speak with her about what is next in her journey. I had the chance to share my spoken word piece inspired by her live periscopes, Undone is a poem inspired by an amazingly talented artist and model known by the … Continue reading EÖ Presents 》Alex Undone
He would be wide eyed Leg shaking Painfully embedded into the black and white lines He would be retro, a true classic That old 'skool' word we should never spell with a 'k' Because it shows our age He would be boiling with steam Burning the lips of all who dare to get close … Continue reading Coffee by Eli Oko
she was now a warrior ready to cut any persons throat who put her to the test, desensitised by the things her eyes and mind had witnessed, she stopped praying to God and decided only she could guarantee, the safety of her own interests...
• hands • We are the hands clasped tight The palms open wide We are the veins pumping The words flowing through them We are the distilled emotions As if fingers running through a tangeled skull Untwisting knots in thoughts that are dull We are the hands That carried weight When even your heart … Continue reading “Written Today, Heard Tomorrow” Extract by Eli Oko
Is this what being an adult feels like? Where shall we start? The goal to be on a billboard Driven by my success, black and white in papers But rainbow effects, in my heart This mission is more than an external goal, It is empowered by what is within Make your inner person great, be … Continue reading Undone by Eli Oko (Collab with Alex Undone)
Dear Silent Readers, I am sorry I am calling you out, I am sorry there is no more hiding my frustration I can not control these words from my mouth. I feel you silently build me up, you grow me with your tranquil waters, however lately I have been experiencing the stormy weathers with downpours and … Continue reading To My Silent Readers
He thinks he knows me He thinks he truly understands how my mind works How reality is from my perspective But he will never know I cry from my heart. The veins behind my eyes burst before they even water And the colour of my eyes change I see red when I peer into my … Continue reading Colourful Decades by Eli Oko
I think my obsession with corridors sparked from things I have never quite been able to explain Parts of my thoughts that don’t have logical reasoning I think the enclosed feeling was security but the longer the corridor the better As it began to symbolise infinity I think my obsession with these 2 walls and … Continue reading For Life by Eli Oko
Staring at blank pages I wonder how to start writing the words I feel I think that maybe I should return when the voices chill I can hear them again so clear they begin and don’t end unless I answer They remind me of my unpaid dues we’re like unfazed youths planning to run ways, … Continue reading Unpaid Dues by Eli Oko
A while ago I started a new concept called “White Space”. I couldn't explain the relevance of it's name before and found it hard to explain why it was sentimental to me. All until I just saw it explained well to someone in an email before and so therefore realized with a little clarification and … Continue reading A Concept, Just White Space.