I am a wondering traveller with a fixed perspective that I keep trying to move by moving myself.
I am unfit and yet I continue to run.
I write for myself.. if that brings someone else pleasure then all the better.. but it’s not my aim.. I write to empty my soul, to explore my head and to discover my heart.
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I knew my mother was not a witch, not the bad kind anyway,however I suspected perhaps that she could perform magic.
I will take my skinless pear and eat it with brown sugar / And drink my coffee wrapped in my cloak of clouds
I cannot take comfort in pebbles and limes. No lake to skim them across, no gin to sink them in.
Dearest Jenna, you should draw me a picture. / A picture of a princess -living in a castle with walls of shiny white tiles. The sun shines off them and the glare blinds anyone who tries to look, the …
I had set up my guard / kept a mindful watch / they still got in. They’re in there now / flapping around / dive-bombing into the pit of my stomach / crash tackling towards my belly button /…
We lay in the grass as the ants trudged their weary path across our toes on their way home. / The sun’s last rays filtered through the cherry tree – you caught a ray in your hand and touch…