013// Relive Me

It’s lovely to me the way you talk about the parts of life that get you excitedit’s as if you are experiencing them for the very first timeover and overWatching your eyes light up anew as you relive something that has already thrilled you once before-it’s a privilege.I find myself becoming increasing attached to the […]

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012// Missing Season

I should have known it when I felt it first – when the colours on the leaves started changing  and the air became real crisp in the morning-  It’s in the glimmer of rays that shine onto windows and reflect through condensation on a glass of water- the one that I held to my lips […]

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011// Look at me Now

I looked at the pictures she had taken of me in the Garden — smile on my face  — sun beaming And I thought to myself that if I could send any picture to heaven it would be this one “Look Dad and Oma, I shine just like the flowers do”  Real talk on loss: Perhaps […]

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010//My Kindness is Raw

People say that I will change As if the world can harden me They have looked at me with the same knowing in their eyes, since I was 15 years old As if they can predict that one day my kindness will be all used up it has been eight years since I first noticed […]

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009//My Mother is a Shapeshifter

How can i understand what it means to provide a home when i have not felt what it’s like to have two hearts beating together i age, and think to myself that i understand sacrifices willpower strength and resilience without ever having the expectation to reciprocate the way She has moulded Herself to fit my […]

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008// When does Compassion Become Naivety

I tuck the people I meet into hidden parts of myself and they get lost; preserving their goodness in me like flower petals hidden in a book. They are pressed perfectly in time this way and in so doing I am unable to hold onto the ugly. I see only the parts of them that are fragile, […]

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007// Finding Home

I wrote the first few lines of this poem in a grocery store parking lot in the notes section of my phone. The idea of home is something I’ve turned over in my mind for quiet a few years now and I’ve never really been sure what to make of it. However, in a hotel […]

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006// You Don’t Make me Feel a Damn Thing

Show me that there is more That there are bumps in your clean cut edges. That you would rather free fall than let all of the pieces fall into place. Give me a reason to stop breathing , and make me like it so much that I never want to fully fill my lungs again […]

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Endless Possibilities 

Starting a new book always leaves my mind buzzing. The prospect of 200 blank pages waiting to be filled over the next few months is mind boggling- these pages represent the spaces that will be left where the tears fell and the ink can’t write, or the scribbles that try to tie my brain back […]

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