I want you to know that I’m not sad You, as well as I know you, Limitations and all, Are not one to be left behind. With one of the most robust personalities I’ve ever encountered, And large still among those I’m destined to meet. Adventure becomes you. Never one to follow, You have...

White is the colour I wear when I’m in sorrow. My soul marks the the space in between the emptiness I’ve always felt as it’s own, to keep and to hold.There’s been nothing but despair and loneliness on this side of the pond, don’t try swim here, you’ll certainly drown. The reminder of the...

I’ve often wondered what would be my ultimate yet inevitable demise in life. My death is something which in short occasions seaps into my mind and I find myself thinking, how? Will this mechanism of mush and blood decide on a random day to stop humming its drum? This disease was something I could...

Have you ever thought of calling me after you’ve had a few? Because I have. Nights when whiskey, or gin, or wine have poisoned my bloodstream, the familiarity of your laugh creeps out of my walls. The best kept secret. I don’t have space to let anyone else in because you built your house...