Life

  • 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

  • Twinkle, Twinkle

    Twinkle, twinkle little light shine on me your beauty bright. Hold me gently, love me dear show me I have naught to fear. Twinkle, twinkle little light sing me through the darkest night.   .     Continue reading

  • Naked With Friends

    Once upon a youthful eve, when my porcelain skin had only seen twenty-one summers, naked with friends happened. Innocent naked. Not at all sexual, naked (let’s be clear on that right away.) I’ll never forget the naked of that night, all of us… Continue reading

  • Darling May

    Darling May. How I have adored you. How you will linger always like the scent of cherry-chocolate and minty tea on me. Delicious May. How you have moved me. Opened my bright, and soothed my aching day. Oh, May. Ever… Continue reading

  • Sad Hands

    My hands are not happy with me. If there were little faces in the middle of my palms, both faces would feature a raised eyebrow and an angry forehead, absolutely. They’ve had a big day, the poor muffins. But because… Continue reading

  • Cupcake

    Don’t tell the biscuits, but it’s a sleepy tea and a cupcake kinda night. Continue reading

  • The Adventures Of A Hungry Girl

    My glasses are shining back at me from the library window. In hindsight, I should have eaten. Actual lunch I mean, not just the Honey and Date Loaf that quite accidentally fell into my belly at around lunchtime today. I… Continue reading

  • Everything I need

    I close my eyes to the world and then there is only me. When there is only me I can feel. I can see. I can know everything I need to know. And when I need to know more— I close… Continue reading

  • Friday Waffle

    I’ve blown up the heater, again. Both of them. First the ducted heating, then the little beige buzzy thing I set up to replace it. That went within ten minutes of me turning it on, so I suppose this means… Continue reading

  • Wildling Feet

    Wildling feet have danced too long in the forest of evergreen, waiting for the leaves to change and fall.     Continue reading