Finding a way to be both human and woman. I’m starting the year 2018 thinking about what it is to be a human in this world. I’d like to say I’ve not yet found peace with the fact I am a woman, but that’s not true. The truth is I’ve not found peace with the… Read More Human first.
Sometimes it helps when I isolate feelings in my mind, make them a little persona, dress them up in mental dolls clothes and listen to their animations with one eyebrow raised. That wary adult amusement one observes a tired giggling child, waiting for the giggles to turn to tears. Today I dressed my mental-wailing in… Read More Writing the Wave
Moon under water, reflections shimmer Celestial things lie beneath the surface. The water in my blood an open sea, shifting in the breeze, shimmers like moonlight on ocean shores, Are you underwater moon? As you creep along the horizon, are you drowning or submerging into the depths of the underworld as my brilliant feminine essence… Read More Moon Under Water (poem)
on space and being seen Kaleidoscope. It’s one of my favourite words. It’s been used to describe me three times now as an introduction, at one of my favourite poetry events when the host calls “Give me three words that start with K!”. My life, too, feels not unlike a kaleidoscope. All these little coloured… Read More Kaleidoscopes and Bicyles
Willy-willy: noun, plural willy-willies. Australian. 1. a severe tropical cyclone. Free write. Sad. Gee, I wish it was bloody tropical right now. Lucky I ordered a hot water bottle on Amazon today. Why the hell couldn’t I just find one in a shop easily? I miss home. Tangential thoughts. Racing. I know brain, let’s play a game. Start the sentence… Read More A Willy-willy of Associative Writing
Witness the unfolding of petals, stay long enough to see me through more seasons than you packed clothes for it is not uncommon to watch trees bloom and cry their petals in tearful joy of simply being alive or split bark with growing pains before feeling nourished and trusting enough to bear fruit
This is an open letter to all those companies, who publish open job positions that inspire in me, a rare self-confidence and some amazing non-fiction in a well-tailored cover letter. This is an open letter to all those companies, who then write rejection letters in poorly formatted emails, with beige wallpaper tone and unseasoned tofu… Read More Dear Recruiters, don’t let me down easy.