Humanity

  • In Every Lie

    There is a soft quiet truth in every lie. Continue reading

  • The Deep Of Me

    You may name it what you will. But the ocean will always smell like what is beneath the name. It will always look like what is beneath the name. And it will always feel like my very own soul, (the… Continue reading

  • When I Sleep

    When I sleep, am I asleep? Or am I sleep itself? Or both? Or none? Continue reading

  • Take This Life

    You are the beautiful breeze that knows you. Take this life. Make it your own. Continue reading

  • Possibilities

    The possibilities are endless. The possibilities are endless. Dare to look. Dare to see. Continue reading

  • Reality

    Reality strikes hard, sometimes. The pain. The pain of others: it tears me to the bone. The delicacy of life, its precious petals. It all aches within this lithe human frame of mine. Cold impermanence. Startling truth. Fragile life. Sometimes… Continue reading

  • Some Days I Fall

    Some days I fall. I’m not a good mum. I’m not a good human. I’m not a good me, on those days I fall. It’s not a consolation to know that I do not fall alone. That humanity itself is… Continue reading

  • We Are The Poets

    We are the poets. The ones who listen to the bones of the earth. The ones who feel the wind, who know the wind, who are the wind. The bridge to the aching quiet. We build it and we travel… Continue reading

  • Burn

    You will not singe me, more. You will not burn me, never another day. And I know this is me: a child who clings to life within the depths of an ancient fire. And I know this is me: still… Continue reading

  • If I Must

    This train. It is a train that fights abuse by abusing abusers, and I do not understand it, my heart. It does not understand. They tell me I must fight, I must fight, I must fight. But I will not… Continue reading