Every night we would watch her perform. Play for her, contently. Modestly, so that she could shine. Sometimes, she would swing her hips from side to side. Those were extra special nights. You could see her contemplating whether she would take that risk. Like an ice skater going for the triple axle instead of a […]
moreMy homeopath said, “you have always protected her and defended her. And you still are.” This had me wondering. To defend someone who has done you wrong is a rational act. It’s a cerebral reaction to an emotional hurt. It’s needing to tell yourself over and over again that – “no, that person didn’t actually […]
moreThis morning, a middle-aged man cheerily walked down the street. He was wearing light-blue baby boy clothes. The style of them was oldfashioned: his nappy shorts had white frills around the edges, as did the short sleeves of his top. He wore long, pastel yellow socks. And he was holding a girly bag, which he swung […]
moreGolden Brown, texture like sun. Lays me down, with my mind she runs. Throughout the night, no need to fight. Never a frown, with Golden Brown. At the age of 10, I was an unhappy girl. We lived in London. It was my deepest wish to celebrate my 11th birthday in Canada. This is where […]
moreYou know how people say you should always live this day as if it were the last day of your life? While writing, loads of related contemplations, thoughts, themes pass my mind (as I’m sure they to everyone’s) to which I usually react by telling myself ‘later. Will save that for later.’ Later, meaning what […]
moreAs a teenager, my best friend and I would visit Amsterdam about twice a year. We’d walk from Central Station to Leidseplein and somehow always end up in the park, stoned out of our skulls, believing that park was this amazingly huge place for great thinkers such as ourselves. And the guys from Italy that […]
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