The last male white rhino dies while we rise against the exact same adjectives in our species While we snap selfies while we applaud our progress with all that is mechanics forgetting the dynamics of cause and effect focusing only on our obsession with human death death which we don’t want to see but have… Read More Extinction (poem)
How taking up bouldering taught me a lot about myself Rocks are my heroes. They’re sharp, solid, heavy, groovy, smooth and bold. Pretty much all the meaningful adjectives I’d like to apply to my own character. I’ve been bouldering once or twice a week now for about three months. It started as a shared activity… Read More When your nemesis is a rock
I’m beginning to be subsumed by this artificial land I’m forgetting how to tell the time by feeling it I feel like a desolate house patiently enduring the elements waiting for the invisible force of nature to return me to dust or a barely perceptible ruins beneath new topsoil Suddenly long hair and earthy bright… Read More Between concrete and gravity (poem)
I look for meaning seeking patterns to find how everything might be a sequence but things don’t dance only nature does and snow doesn’t melt in patterns as it masks the concrete the parked cars and cracked streets and patchy apartments with designated green how is it possible to live freely in a place where… Read More The nature in this city (poem)
The virtue of honesty and the role of the receiver “You will always get into less trouble if you tell the truth” is probably the most repeated and elaborate lie I was ever told by teachers at school. Anytime I was actually in trouble or had willfully committed a wrong that I wished to amend, telling… Read More True or False
“Mummy, do the people in my dreams die when the dream is finished?”….”No darlin’, the dream just finishes and a new one starts, sometimes we don’t even remember how” Why don’t children grieve the loss of their little people dreams? Did working out I had no desire to be a fireman, that it was unlikely… Read More When Dreams Die
22 January 2018: An evening with the Women Writing Lab Berlin takes the focus of the evening on how we perceive the ‘other’. How do we acknowledge the impact of our fellow humans around us, when we do not often see or define their influence on our daily life. We pass through our days, in… Read More Who are the people?