Poems and stuff by Maté Jarai…
Poems and stuff by Maté Jarai…


Somewhere like this
is where it all began.
I was the boy
who trudged along
through the mud,
sun stripes leading me
to screams and
worthy dreams
so bright, so strong that
it took me
almost thirty years
to reimagine
the walls between
what this is
and what we
were spun.

The sun falls
and love scatters
into pieces like
the rest of it
but we’re here
for the first time,

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