Allow

Let go to the wind

Let him kiss your face with the salt of the sea

Let your lips be licked

Let the cold wrap you so you’re wanting

Let the warmth of embrace be your yearning

Let yourself be carried

Let the rush… Read More Allow

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Resolve: The Sound of One Foot Slapping or The Dance of the Dominoes

There are bits of me all over the place, in various work books, on a receipt in my glasses case and spilling out behind me – I’m not sure if that’s like Hansel and Gretel’s crumbs and I’ll be able to scoop myself back together, or whether in fact it’s more of a pied piper feat and I’m rounding up stray bits of others?

I’m loath at this point to try and juggle those facial expressions, personalities, many hued natures and tales that range from woe to happy self-actualisation. It would require me to take responsibility for the telling and to play God about the endings.”… Read More Resolve: The Sound of One Foot Slapping or The Dance of the Dominoes