Selection of prose and poetry
Prepare to meander along the rivers of paradox
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Creative eco-anxiety
New Born She is carrying life She gave birth to a new child But not the kind you’re expecting Fear is holding her Fear has taken hold of her Embodied eco-anxiety What will be born out of her? Hopefully more beauty Beyond bearing children as women’s only creativity Given birth to her baby She could…
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Free
Cagey words What stopped her from doing it She was not sure She said success maybe? What those words meant she wasn’t sure either This could mean so many different things But she never really stopped long enough to think what it could look like for her? She wasn’t sure where she was going but…
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Puzzling
Space Personal space is such a subjective matter How much space we feel we need to have Around us moving through a crowd How much sonic space is socially acceptable How loud can one speak in an enclosed or public space until it becomes rude How hard is it to not judge others and their…
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Trees
Here’s a twist! Curly spine Are you misaligned You feel stuck So is your lower back Since you won’t listen in Your body will scream in pain What is the message you refuse to hear What language will speak to you For its call not be in vain One second soothing The other burning The…
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The way we look
Look at you! As unique and personal As our human experiences Gateways through our souls His blue and bright Clear as water crystals Beauty appears at a simple glance Hers brown and muddy Textured as dark cocoa Complexity and bittersweetness entangle Each out of them ordinary Exploded sparks extraordinary Blue making brown better Brown making…
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When it starts when it ends
Infinity It’s like it’s not the same part of me that’s feeling that’s writing I don’t know if that makes grammatical sense but in my language it makes sense The question is whether ‘I’ might be able to read myself Will you ever be able to read yourself? It’s the moment when all is and…
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The many pens we use to tell the stories of our lives
One day she just picked up a pen and started writing. She didn’t know where it was going and when it was going to end. But she knew straight away this was not the right pen. It could only take her so far. How she was going to gather the strength to find another pen…
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On feeling stuck
How does one fucking float? She tries too hard She is been told efforts mean she will be good So she tries too hard She is praised for her intentionality So she mostly overdoes it She does not do it consciously of course She’s been raised like this And this behaviour is reinforced But it…
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New York, New York
‘We are lives that want to be lived’ says Catherine Price in her book The Power of Fun, how to feel alive again. I recently made a realisation that I had somehow drifted away from my old-self and that I wanted to reconnect with her. My understanding is that this sort of loss came as…
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Reflections on kindness and being ordinary
Be kind to yourself Why is it that we can be so hard on ourselves? It’s funny how much obvious it is to observe it in others and act accordingly rather than in ourselves. Funny isn’t the right word really, interesting too unspecific, perhaps ‘enlightening’ might start to describe it? Sometimes you need to see…