It feels like my memories awake to the moon’s ebb every night and fade with the dawn. Like my body slips out of itself and works into the words which are hard for me to say. … More I didn’t look. I couldn’t bare it.
#52essays2017 My writing & I don’t talk anymore but maybe we can do the whole make-up sex saga … More Face Punches & Forgiveness
I haven’t written in AGES and today it came back…the ink to my pen flowed. #IamGRAVITY … More Shadows Miss Me
At the crossroads before my biggest jump yet… … More Almost There
Here’s how I said GOODBYE 2015…Cheers! … More Stroke of Midnight