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I knew the phone would be passed to me. I knew this once she took the call. She showed me the caller ID as it rang and vibrated in her
Category: Words
Someday I will just drop off this world
When I was a child in school the teacher told us the world was not flat, that it was round. I had never thought of the world having shape. He
My music box of dreams has unwound
When I was little my mother would stand on our doorstep and watch me walk down the hill on my way to school. My schoolbag was made of old, brown
No dread of hello
Leaving, like so much it is the anticipation. The dread. The slow build to those goodbyes. Once they’re done, you have not left, you have arrived. The familiar faces are
this breath in my chest unchewed
this noise behind has the glass vibrating the dust in the sunlight dancing but it quietens a shadow glides past and has me frightened no words i heard have me
this nagging knowingness
a clippety clop it goes this nagging knowingness a drip-dropping aloneness a still-of-night remoteness a head-flopping heaviness this nagging knowingness a shrunken world below us a carved-out hollowness within us
This distance
This distance: Filled with all we called needed and ended with nothing we wanted
A limp thread with no needle
unstitched horizons the sea’s belly will not swell its yawns stay unheard
Foreverness
Foreverness that moment – you delight yourself with discovery – you delay the differences – sex up those similarities – kiss! that moment- aligned – magnetised – electrified with the
Confusion photographs cause
Someone stopped believing me or was it I stopped? I cannot recall. The confusion photographs cause to my memory continues. Yesterday, standing at the sink looking out the window at