Another two minute read on Substack. This is one of the hardest stories I have had to compile to date, because Maggie isn’t a character that should be contained to a two minute read. But the rules are there for a reason, so I’m trying to stick to them. Maggie is a person who could […]
Another two minute read for a human that requires at least a hundred pages – Jett Hicks. Please follow the link at the bottom of the photo. Thankyou, I appreciate the support!
White is the colour that trails fast things Jets Speed boats. Wings of a bird leave no tell tale signs they lift and fly almost silently. Usually I move fast too long strides hustling feet my mind already ten metres in front of me at least. But something happened to my ankle this week And […]
There is a callus That develops In the middle of the chest In children as we are hurt The greater it spreads By the time we arrive in adulthood It is difficult to breathe Think Speak Through anything but hard scar tissue. So there is a need to take a scalpel and slowly start to […]
The days that pass blankly A little empty Shake them upside down Nothing much falls out A crumpled to do list With nothing crossed off And the idea that my Nordic socks Are now all out off order and I’m wearing odds That somehow match each other I stacked firewood inside Now I watch it […]
I’m so enjoying chatting to everyday people about their hands for my project These 2 Hands. Up on substack today, is Sarah. I found Sarah inspirational in that she knew exactly why she was doing what she was doing and what her end vision was. It wasn’t a grand vision, it was purposeful. And that […]
I have a photography human story project going on Substack. No need to subscribe. If you do it is free. What I love about this project is a lady on the other side of the world announced in my comments she was off to strike up a conversation with her butcher after she read my […]
A question is a gift Confusion is purpose still wrapped in impenetrability We can’t see what’s within Yet When we begin unravelling truth reveals itself Startling us out of our complacency Even the most opaque parts of our being can be scrubbed clean A question is a gift I use mine to make poetry *Hogan […]
There is a sound Behind words A voice And some peoples voices wear elaborate masks They are hard on the soul I scrub hand to face Hair Heart Trying to erase their scald. Others though, tumble cheerily out They sound exactly as they are Blessings. And it doesn’t matter if their words are said or […]
Tiny pebble skips easily across a pond It’s light Quick Exuberant A boulder drops heavy Creates a huge splash Falls to the bottom Water rushing to cover It is weighted Passive Lies inert Blocks the throat Momentarily No matter their size The pebble and the boulder still end up at the bottom of the river […]
