I poked my head out of my comfort zone but feared getting lost. God laughs gently and She says, “child, I know where to find you. And you know where to find me too."
"Lord, take these scraps away and give me back what I once had!"
we settle into the choreography of companionship/ trading laughter for memories
Hands stumble upon a companion/ Nesting in the space between our arms
"The Avondale fog/ Hovers/ Frosting fields with its dewy kiss"
The Wellington International Ukulele Orchestra, Superchi[k], Pat Benatar, Florence and the Machine, and 'Cape Verde'
'A Jazz and Blues Christmas', Izzy Bizu, Micah Bournes, Bastille, and Aaron Gillespie
With the first third of 2018 behind me, perhaps it's time to rethink Emily on the Internet.
Once, I fitted neatly like a tooth/ Perfectly part of the clean white rows/ Once, I was sturdy and sure.
“Now it passes: Another day, another stagnant pen, virgin page” - the story of a writer who feels like they aren’t.