Silk purses

He asked me What on earth do you write about at 3am? I tried to explain it Probably failed Because You have to know what it’s like to sit in a dustbin full of crumpled papers for a headspace Where thoughts are compressed and expelled like vapour All day long and in such quantitude that […]

A child

Creating Is an energy A force A power That we can tap into anytime It’s free And available to everyone It’s our birthright. Be still Know that I am.. you. A child squats in the sand Building castles Drawing faces, making dreamy plans As adults stare at screens Consuming. A child builds a cubby house […]