I am burning and will not stop

  I gave you my words and you burned the pages of my scripture. I gave you the ink, my veins, my pen, this pain, my peace. You left me for ashes and cinder and matches at the start of an inferno.  I am wild fire. I burn through cities that have never seen light. I...

Follow the movement and embrace the chaos

   This movement. This stillness. This progress. This oppression. This chaos. This peace. This flight. This fight. This strength.  This fear. This noise. This quiet. This rage. This calm. This courage. This destruction. This unknown.  This certainty. These lies. This truth. This pain. This numb. This paralysis. This movement.  This stillness. This progress. This cycle....

What have you become?

Do not try and erase the memory of me if you have already typed yourself onto my skin. You will unwrite the both of us and you are too arrogant for that. Besides, without me, what will your story be then? You will have to start again. Tear pages from the spine of your book...

What is your name?

Remember when your heart broke? Remember how it felt to have it broken? Remember who broke it? This was your friend, lover, father. This was what you believed in. Remember how you thought it would last forever? Remember the shock when you realised it wouldn’t? Remember the moment you lost yourself in the grief? You...

It was not your fault

When home is ripped from your belly like a harpoon from the heart of a whale, you get used to forcing yourself to swim despite the bleeding – despite the pain, despite the monsters that come in dark waters. Because if you don’t you will sink in red till black and rock and depth overtake....

They did what you never did to me

I know your voice like I know the voices in my head. They are not gentle. They are still breathing down my back, their hands around my neck. This isn’t a conversation; this is an interrogation that I haven’t been able to walk away from yet. I know the beating is coming. I know there...

Nocturne of Loneliness

I imagine a nocturne is what loneliness must sound like. The only difference is that it takes many notes to make the sound. That said, notes like people – you can be surrounded and still be lonely. Like the nocturne. A nocturne is written to be played. Further still, a nocturne is written to be...

Keep crashing beautiful wave

Keep crashing beautiful wave Break and crash and make a scene They are watching you anyway They are watching you waiting for peace They are watching you not knowing you’re also rushing to the shore Crash and scatter and show your strength in undoing Show them you are strong enough to break You are strong...