Writing

Words can never truly show the thing we attach them to, but sometimes it's all there is

Cornwall

The gift of labour is rest; there is nothing better than for us to enjoy our work, because this is all we have. I love how close either s...

What does pain feel like?

I feel it all As if it were colour Spread across a sheet And mixed in How do you unpick red and green Once it’s become brown Smelling lik...

Words to others

I love the coincidences of life, the hidden interconnections that unveil a greater purpose for us all in how we live, relate and see each...

I am listening

I stand for you, I stand for all of you. I’m standing up now, Educating my unknowns. Listening to the voices of the silenced and unsilenc...

Sometimes

Sometimes things feel just out of our reach. Today I felt like that. Where the world gave me all these ideas, like waking up in a morning...