I still remember the itchy trickling down my knees after a day in the park. Thinking I had made the landing, only to slip off the bar and be dragged along the asphalt as the round-a-bout span round and round in its own blurred world. I only started crying after I looked down. Not much has changed ...Read more

I don't know exact times or dates, I do not know your heart's mind. But if you had bore a child in place of a resentment. I think it would be at the age to stand up and speak by now. They would have developed a head then a spine, and then, they would have used them. To scream, to stand, to cry an...Read more

I forgot my earphone in my pocket. Tumbling in the washing machine, swaying in the wind, neatly folded. Then anxiously retrieved as soon as its absence was realized. Of course it didn't work. Not anymore. But upon retrieving it I popped it into its case alongside the one that did. How odd, to kno...Read more

You asked me to brush your hair, half looking at me, half sheepishly staring into the distance. Another person might have looked at you strangely, refused or even poked you back into silence. Harsh and course. But I giggled as I took the brush from your hands, pulling your back between my thighs w...Read more

I cast the coin down the well, It was not the first coin, It wouldn't be the last. I dropped it knowing it wouldn't make a sound. Just a cry to a void. A wish I had no courage in. But I dropped it. Just to admit that it existed. Or for the stinging of the edges to stop for a while. I stared do...Read more

Tight. Suffocating. Is birth always this... difficult? Drawn out into the air that burns the lungs, coughing up the comforts of formation. The time spent still in short, in a sprinting minute, I begin crawling. There is no choice. Searching for safety and stability, a sturdy crack to crawl into, o...Read more

Oh, Canary, Canary. Dying in the coal mine of your own creation. Did the poison taste as brilliant as the proclaimed brightness of your wings. Canary, Canary. Fated to fall. When fainting, And all grew dark. I wonder, with the energy of your last melodic tone . Did you choose to sing your praises ...Read more

Find me in my resentments of the big open blue, chasing down the clouds like a sighthound along the mountains ridge, the Kate Bush song on my father's favourite Rewind cd, scratched, overcast, but always revolving in memory. When did I begin to hate mirrors and possability, the open canvas I wish ...Read more

Oh to be a fish in the clouded skies. Oh to be tree wading in shallow waters. Oh to be a bird swaying amongst dappled light. Oh to be anything. Anything but here....Read more

I am silent, I am loud. I wonder who is seen within a crowd. I hear a rustling, a moving sound. I see rays where light is found. I want the king to renounce his crown. I am silent, I am loud. I pretend the wall is tall and proud. I feel like a child burdened by noble gown. Hand to my scepter. I wor...Read more

Bury my love where the earth is deep, past the earthworms who traveled more freely than we. Bury it where the shovel groans. Against a sediment far stronger and older. - Bury my love beneath the trees, that once leaned heavy with the fruits of compassion. Bury it below the softened bodies, of lush...Read more

With body buried in the sands and eyes cast towards the heavens. I wonder if your are gazing. Or simply waiting for the stars to fall into a mouth held open wide enough. Who is to say. You are just a fish I found in a transient moment. Quickly buried by the waves....Read more

To grow beyond the boundaries of a prescribed space. A river that overflows its banks like the flesh that overlaps the tops of trousers. A childhood coloring book drawn far outside the lines. The ever growing creases of well bent books and crows feet. A garden that trails past its suburban square t...Read more

Skimming upon sweetened summer waters, swift in your groundless freedoms, I see you. You scream into the ripplings of a gentle sighing breeze. Staganation and fear have never known your names, how could they. Alight pauseless wings, you shift and shed in titleless metamorphosis, before any eyes m...Read more