May 18, 2019

Never give up - 

you taught me that; 

about how truth is 

scarier than fiction. 

When I was optimistic 

you taught me caution, 

in giving my trust 

you taught me about loss. 

For these gruesome lessons 

I will try to thank you, 

for by taking them to heart 

I might know refrain. 

May 14, 2019

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Quaking and vibrating  

in this body, mine 

giving myself permission, and  

if I just had words to capture it; 

if words were my only tool. 

And if it wasn’t you, it was love 

the earth that shook  

and the shattering cry  

we couldn’t bear to hear;  

fearing hard.  

“They s...

April 4, 2019

When there is nothing left of you  

but fading memories and a velvet bowtie, 

I wonder who that person was 

with a charm which roused my heart; 

warming it with one lung 

and cooling it with the other.  

Who gave and took back  

the giddy beat of its song, 

who parachuted in 

a...

May 18, 2011

As a 26 year old in 2011, I have missed out on a whole lot of the meaning behind Tracey Emin's work the first time around. I remember her face on tv and in the media - she was hyped as a mouthy, egocentric YBA whose attempts at contemporary art were at best vulgar – ke...

July 26, 2010

Now there’s a concept I can subscribe to - being in the eternal state of my existence, eternal and transitory, everything and nothing all at once, furiously calm. This is how I think about life, about what it is to exist. I am trying to grasp and express that energy, i...

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