Perched on the grassy edge in sun-baked brightness While across the river branches and leaves drape shadows and secrets of cool green. Toe dipping with a sharp intake of breath I lower my unicorn-clad feet into water stained burnt caramel from the peat. Candy...
Before your breath leaves your lips, remember, words can be doves or bullets, choose wisely. Soften each phrase, to kindness surrender before your breath leaves your lips, remember. You can always speak your truth with candour yet not cause shrapnel sharp anxiety....
Currents gently, insistently tugging me further downwards to the cavernous gloom where I cannot see or feel. My body falls through the water, deeper into the shadows, the weight increasing around me. Suffocating. I think the bottom should be near, yet I continue this...
Kevin Bacon on the TV screen, slowly removing the white bandages unveiling the void beneath… “Can we talk?” I lower the volume yet the words still bleed through from behind me as I face the man I trust, who speaks words I find hard to hear hard to...
Once pristine pressed, Now the record of their love and loyalty Crackled with anger Hissed with spite. His betrayal a gouge of infidelity Scored deep. Her heart bleeding out along the grooves. (inspired by the lyric video for Hammock “The Night You Caught...
