weren’t we? When we were young? When there wasn’t this war waging between head and heart and gut. When it was full-bodied doing, full-bodied being. When the wisdom of the naive was everything and reading my journal becomes like a letter from the future. That girl, there, she knew. She knew. That I’d forget things […]
March, I was ready for you, and you were ready for me. We were a change of seasons beginning in the back of my car, hatch back, open to world in a way I wish my heart was. You carried me to sleep with distant drumming and incense burning and stars poking through the fabric […]
And: your mouth holds the kind of words that make me want to write every single one of them down while you see the deepest parts of me, while my thighs open and you see a paradisiacal vestibule, a miracle, a life more resilient than cockroaches, a cuckolded sorceress, my love, my life, my youth: […]
She wore pink, and black latex, and her platinum hair like a modern-day Marilyn Monroe. She was soaked in seduction, opened like a lotus in front of a camera, but unfurled into introversion away from its gaze. In those moments, I only ever wanted to crawl inside her, and wrap her shy and fragile whimsy […]
That’s what he said. I studied Professional Communication (a degree combining journalism, PR and media), but: I’m not a good communicator. I spend my days storytelling for a living, through video, words, images, but: I’m not a good communicator. I’ve built my life around communicating, but: I’m not a good communicator. And somewhere along the […]
I’ll leave it up to you: How I’ll get around, Where I’ll sleep, What my poison is tonight. And, I’ll write you a song: To help you get to sleep, and because that’s the only way I can show you what the next five years could look like. Universe, I’ve been searching for a place […]
I realised I was in love with you two days into a fast in the middle of nowhere watching the sunset, and sitting on the floor, and listening to Norah Jones, and seriously considering stealing some car keys to drive to McDonalds. Instead I had a reiki session, and dreamt about you being born from […]
I can see it all now: Our life together unfolding like a deck of cards in the leather of my mother’s hands. A parallel universe. It all makes sense now, this persistent tugging, this need to keep you in my peripheral. Love, I can see it: Our jungle, your monkeys adopting me into the tribe, […]
I don’t know why, but right now strangers’ beds are more welcoming than my own front door. And, I’m afraid of the sting of the shower head because I’m not ready to let go of the scent of you on my skin. And, I had this conversation with myself, or was it with the universe, […]
