Joy

  • The Brightest Angel

    The brightest Angel slides on her spectacles, and smiles. It’s the painting of us that she loves the most. She soaks the brush tip once more: crystal blue and white, and she paints until her miracle is perfect. Continue reading

  • Rainy Days

    The Sun once told me not to run from the rain. It told me to seek it. To cherish it. To never forget that, without the rain, beauty misses out on its chance to grow. Now, when the rain comes, I get my coat.… Continue reading

  • A Perfect New Day

    I’ve fallen into a bramble of life’s loose ends. A body, a mind, a heart— weary, and in a tumble of the most beautiful ugly day. Come find me when my words are a song, once again. Come meet me at the rise… Continue reading

  • The Bright and Shiny Day

    Pass me my joy pots, and I will splash all the world with a bright and shiny day.   Continue reading

  • Goodnight

    If I were a day you would both be my sun, sweet babies of mine sweet littlest loves. And when you were streaming from the sky of us, I would wish for the moonlight never to come. Continue reading

  • The Bright Side

    I’m a bright side girl, most days. It’s the essence of me, I suppose; joy, love and all the sunny days, enough of all three to make a bright side girl thrive. The thing is— I’m not thriving. These days,… Continue reading

  • Today

    Yesterday I cried for the train that left my sad eyes at the station. But yesterday wasn’t today. Today I understood why the train had to leave without me. It was so I would go in search of my wings.… Continue reading

  • Find Your Magic

    Go on. Find your magic. Continue reading

  • Wings

    My wings are quivering. Ready to fly into the waiting arms of Neverland. Continue reading

  • Life

    Today, I feel it all. Life. Rushing beneath my skin, burning in my bones. It’s an ache, I feel. A beautiful wind that moves through my body and clutches at the spaces all around me. Life. It’s an ache I’ve… Continue reading