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
Wrecking everything and everyone, These thoughts are like mini wars.
......... /.... /. ....... Today will be horrible.
white flag. spilled thoughts.
Story 3 - Luminous. As the links connect they presume they know her ending. As unusual as her pages are, it becomes like a book that they all can’t stop trying to read. IT can not be controlled. Only expected!
Story 2 - Summertime Love. As the links connect they presume they know her ending. As unusual as her pages are, it becomes like a book that they all can’t stop trying to read. IT can not be controlled. Only expected!
Right on target Aim is clear I felt your eyes meet mine Your mind leaked rhymes All others couldn't compare See at first I never put 2 + 2 I should have known it was hopeless I had everything to lose Music and cider Comforted by neither I was just happy to be out There … Continue reading Snipe Hunt by Eli Oko
Life threw me so many curve balls Life threw so many trial and tribulations I caught each I saw them in the moment I watched them transpire Because as hard as the moment may seem They do transpire They turn into dust Just like us Life saw me in the mirror And I stared back … Continue reading Making Lemonade by Eli Oko
A - Annabel B - Brenda C - Chris (Whoever you wish this to be) D - Davinia E - Elijah F - Francisca (She has the same name as me) G - Greta H - Hanson ( A path I feel privileged to explore) I - Isaac J - Joseph (My brother who gave … Continue reading A-Z Of All I’ve Met
I am not I. I do not watch girls drift off into night skies With sirens and screeching tyres Debauched dirty men pointing to invisible friends And scattered screams of celebration I remember walking alone between tall buildings I recall the sensation of cold cement floors I hated the glare of city lights on shop windows … Continue reading I Am Not Me by Eli Oko