Road behind is collapsing remain upbeat, continue a trail of childhood tears practice giving, don’t falter the past a faulty messenger focus on beauty, facing
Category: creativity
Downpour
Pummelling the roof hardened droplets drown out my thoughts deafening, ridiculing Nature’s curious declaration of power threatens, instructs humility; a discordant roar stifling creativity. (Image:
Colouring Lessons
Favourite colour? Black, says she without hesitation; I falter, stumble mind reaching – who likes black? Is that a colour? It’s all colours, she’s nonchalant
Nested
Nestled in with childhood truths – second-hand, missing perspective – nursing a creeping creativity: insignificant clarity expanding measurably, hurried. Once social, now retreating papered over
unloving yourself
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? this is for all beautiful young girls–inside and out–they all are born beautiful–they must believe this and not allow life…
A Body in the Bathtub
There’s a dead body in my bathtub – metaphorically speaking, of course, but the shock of it is real I’ve seen her before, this woman,
