I understand now,why hearts shatter in the middle of the night,in the shade of darknesswhere there is no hopeof spectatorscoming to intrude on the truthof a telling sadness. I understand whyit’s impossible to talkwith that lump in the throat,wading in … Continue reading →
We both bleed orange when the car swings down the driveway,search for bandaidsto conceal evidence,dive underneath a cozy bundle of excuses,reasons to continue to sharesimilar miseries. Siblings in distress,bonded by chaos,dread in colour. Maybe, together,we will eventually find territoryon which … Continue reading →
Is it time to go back -again to the awkwardness of strangerhood? To stop missing each other until we wish we needed ‘us’ -again? To entertain the curves of infinity, the one they thought reaches forward endlessly, only for him to return to the clutches of her who wants him, him who retreats from the embrace of nature, only to stride back -again?
Sit here. Pretend. Humour her with the promise of now.
People who are on their way there… have a look to them,a determination,a refreshing naivety…They strut the walk of hope,the spark we love to see.They inspire within usa little more trust in humanity,their innocence pervading every annoyance with life. They … Continue reading →
It is a field of thorns, the land of no man which lies between us: solemn, grieving a trust too fragile to begin with.
Must we rush across it hand in hand? …hoping that act would be akin to walking over a grave covered over with hot coals? …surprised that faith still counts as we knock on that grave’s door, request answers amid a generation submerged in loneliness?
I am not rebel nor pioneer,I have not sliced through the serpent’s bellyand climbed outwith its heart still beatingat the tip of my penknife. I will not cross oceans for younor capture the moonin exchange for your heart. I am … Continue reading →
…more than to be happy:to be loved;across all divides,within all silence,in all invalid mistakes punctuatingthe principle of honour:to be loved to infinity;as seen by each blindspot that maylive within a wish:to belong;aside from all validation:to be loved. All Rights ReservedCopyright … Continue reading →
“If I do but just one worthwhile thingthen may I be named Great Woman? “Must She the Magnificent truly do it all?the conquering,the sweet submission;the mistressing,the legal seduction;the virtuous obeying,the beautiful rebellion;the humility that balances all things human,the goddessing;the never-ageing,the … Continue reading →