June 2025 Twice In my sixth or seventh yearI realised one day you day you’d no longer be here.When I cried you told me maybe heaven was realThough you didn’t believe it,So I tried to pray.In my third decadeYour love for me was so fierce that I was afraidOf the story that might unfurlIf I […]
5 Jan 2022 In the End I did not see terror in your eyes, I only heard about it,but I felt ripples through the phone.From across the world, my own tomorrow, it shook me off my feetto know in the end we must die alone.I’m sick with love for everything, for all that lives on
7 August, 2021 Ripped from the Trees I return from the north on a train,away from warm leaf-litter smells,the humid pulse of the forest,the myriad colours, mostly green,from ancient life in countless forms,back into wintry smog-filled air. Ripped from the trees, my tropical hearthurtles south on steel tracks,too fast for my head to catch up.Through
15 July, 2021 Necessary After basic needs are met, more tricksy ones jump into viewand out again, like faces in dreams, morphing,difficult to pin.Challenge is conflict, peace is problematic andbalance is complicated.Time is a two-edged dagger and thoughts always orbitaround the same old sun.The metaphors mix as my life fails to fall neatly intoiambic pentameter.Everything
Jun 1, 2021 Gas Relapse gas is the opposite of recoverygas transitions to nowheregas adds fuel to the firegas subtracts from the futuregas distracts from the missed opportunity gas is a hot air deceptionto fill balloon headsthat drift away from realityas the looming choice remainsface facts now and change it allinvent an entirely different worldlive within
17 May, 2020 Contradiction Reflections on this life. Life is short and on other days, life is long. Around me, the world shines green, birds play their music and far away the brown river offers up corpses, half-burnt, along its shore. Today is sweet, with meeting friends, considering new opportunities, and tomorrow is on fire,
3 April, 2021 Overtaken by Time The world becomes small, as my brain shrinks from its responsibility. The easy path leads me around the garden and back to the beginning. While I could search for solutions to create a future I solve puzzles instead. When thinking is hard and pushing seems pointless it’s time to
21 March, 2021 Little Hands One time I went bowlingbecause I was boredand it was okay,and I did okay, with my small ballfor my small hand,but I decided to trythe large ball for large handsand suddenlyI found the powerto launch like a rocketstraight down the lane,flinging pins on their backs,like someone in chargeof her destiny.I
10 Dec, 2020 Summer Happy Never mind how thorny things get,that this tricky year never ends,I’m sorry for everyone in the north,but I’m happy because it’s summer. No more spring bite in the night,no call to ever wear socks. Autumn is still a decade away.I’m happy because it’s summer. You may say it shouldn’t be so
25 Nov, 2020 The Uneasiness of Trees Around me the leaves drip with oppressive, intermittent, unanswered questions. For a moment cool air sweeps aside the heavy, green curtain of impending summer. In the distance inaudible chainsaws obscure this aesthetic perfection. Birds attempt to defy the gloom. They do not convince the dim, white sky. The