As I flew away from Rome, something inside me broke. The further I travelled from Europe, the further I drifted from you. They keep telling me our love was an illusion, but if it was, why does my heart still ache like this? Why does every path I try to forge lead me back to…
Category: poetry
Kintsugi Man
One day,you will be asked to facethe hearts you brokewithout looking backthe ones you were too afraid to feel. You will sit,in the quiet of your own undoing,and the silencewill ask you to accountfor all the ways you ran. Your storyis stitched with threads of blamecutting when “love” no longer served you,discarding the mirrorsthat showed…
The pain of a heart unseen.
The flicker of hope as I sit watching “online”, Waiting for the “typing” that never comes, Waiting for the anger that never subsides, Hoping that the journey into the pain, The openness to healing might begin. Nothing but silence. Nothing but anger, Nothing but blame. The bitter taste of my own words swirling in my…
The Sacred Ordinary
What will you do with this one wild and precious life? Life asked me this during one of Dr Joe Dispenza’s meditations. I will lean into everything and feel every texture, every emotion, every piece of nature. I won’t leave a rock unturned until I understand what is there to discover, what is there to…
Her Own Undoing.
With each step, each crunch, each sliver of light through the trees, she felt herself unravelling. The fist in her chest loosened. A breath entered. Understanding. Acceptance. The texture of life met her skin, her lungs, her eyes, yellow butterflies, cicadas, the warm summer air. She sat with her pain as a mother with her…
Love her, leave her wild….(Atticus)
All I wanted was to love youand be loved by you.It felt so simple. You felt like my other half,a mirror to the parts of meI had long forgotten.I wanted to holdYour beautiful handsfor the rest of my life. To feel your structuremeet my warmth,your functioncradle my colouras we built homes,a family,a rhythm. I wanted…
my grateful plate 