I was 19, when his “hello” changed me. we spent fragrant afternoons drenched in sunbeams, wash of sand rubbing his heart smooth — his voice an anchor, holding me still. we built a fort out of beer cans and pillow talks, unspoken tomorrows whispered into skin, promises that lingered long after i left. i found his “hello”, […]
letting go is the easiest thing in the world. it is holding on that demands blood and sweat and tears. it is holding on that demands survival of the fittest. demands commitment and communication. letting go is easy when you have nothing to lose and nothing to gain. letting go is the easiest thing when you’re 21 and […]
I was nineteen. It was Summer. We were playing at grown ups Disassembling ourselves Trying on clothes Discarding skins. Philosophy was a morning class. Homework done in bottles consumed between midnight and 3am phone calls. Your skin glowed in mauve greys — laugh that reminded me of black things that sparkle. I left my windows open once, in Vancouver winter […]
and i saw you: fingers twisting your t-shirt, longboard by the door, with one foot in. always one foot in. you could’ve asked for the world i would’ve given you anything. everything. instead, you chose my smile, with a sad goodbye and too sweet kiss, you gave me life. it took me years to understand that […]
I thought I wanted To be a Poet Well, now I have A collection of Words Potentate — Sultana — — Paladin. Impotent, Dried up Pruned. Sovereign regret buried In halcyon rage Weaving depictions Into metaphors devoid. Harlequin — Emissary — — Slave. I thought I accrued A collection of Words In my haste to succeed I found a […]
Flash October storm Petrichor potpourri warned Me of your coming.
Smoke in a stagnant room swirls Like Van Gogh’s starry night White ink on dusty canvas. The motes dance Like the lilt in his voice when he asked “Why do you smoke?” I musingly replied, full of idealistic romance Rapt in the nicotine tendrils that curled Comforted by the big jazz bands of Hemingway On […]
Who we are changes, with each season that passes: we realize that Time doesn’t “fix” things, it just distracts you. We realize that every beginning has an end, and we realize that as human beings; we’re adept at adapting. I was always good with words. Twisting them to suit my purposes, letting the nuances of […]
January 2014 brings with it a daunting kind of freedom. Here’s a whole new year for you to fuck up or not fuck up (really, I’ve learnt, it’s a matter of perspective, oh, and actual actions.)Here are 13 lessons I’ve learnt from 2013 to try and help guide me through this coming year. 1. Family is […]
lessons of summer 