be my year
I have a take-home exam due on Sunday and have spent the last two days on my laptop, putting together essays about Virginia Woolf and George Bernard Shaw. As a much needed break, today I went out into the cloudy day, seeing hardly anybody and enjoying a slow-paced walk. As I walked, I pondered writing […]
There’s not too much happening this month! According to my Goodreads statistics, on my goal to reading 100 books this year I am 9 books behind schedule. Yes, this does stress me out a little, but then I remember to chill out because literally no one cares if I read 100 books. If I don’t […]
on nights such as this / I slow dance with the things you do not like about yourself / and I build them a home / and I call them something sweet / honey / and I tuck them into bed while singing them a lullaby / sing until they fall asleep / in the […]
Chaos inside my heart The usual storm of life Trying to see past the confusion Nothing ever lasts. But I don’t have to try When You are on the move You’re surrounding me, cleaning cobwebs It’s You I will choose. There’s nothing I can do on my own Nothing I have to prove You’re moving […]
I know the shore like it is home It bleeds into the ocean Becomes the floor of something all consuming. I find comfort in the shoreline But when the water hits me On the stomach I freeze. I do not want my toes to grip The grains as though they are friends I want to […]
I remember the shock of reading Breakfast at Tiffany’s (Truman Capote) and realising I’d been lied to: Holly Golightly leaves the story without accepting Paul’s love. There is no magical kiss in the rain, there is no possibility of belonging to another, as the movie so dramatically displays. The book is, quite simply, one that […]
This morning I read the words what I want, I already have and I like rolling these words around my mind, around my mouth, though I have yet to speak them out loud. There is something magic in those words, and I think that’s because it is a dangerous confession. Something I didn’t know could […]
Someone gives me a compliment I did not ask for, And you say I’m fishing for it. Only I did not want what I caught, I did not eat what I caught, I threw it back into the ocean Where every other nice word said about me Has sunk to the bottom. Why would I […]
I’m not calling you a liar I just don’t understand the truth I’m not saying you’re getting it wrong I just can’t get this mountain to move. I’m not saying you don’t care But I can’t keep walking this way I don’t think you’ve thought this through You keep telling this mountain to stay. As […]
A cup of tea. This is where it starts. The day, I mean. Or, a blog post. This morning it’s Chai. Tomorrow it could be Russian Caravan. Or Australian Afternoon. Or Chai, again. Some mornings begin with communion. My Mum sent me some pages of a book about it, and as we’re not able to […]
