(This is a re-upload, as I had to take the original down as it was being submitted to a magazine. This is a slightly edited version. Enjoy!) Myriads of threads peruse Such permeable thoughts I am their muse; They'll wander, prod Suggest, nod Until they find footing in the crevices I so carefully attend... Continue Reading →
It's been three weeks to the day Since last your lips lay upon my heart Since those thumbs pressed against my bones And my ribcage aches with the knowledge That all that should grow in your wake Shall be fed with the loss of our love. So while the tendrils tread forth To permeate gossamer... Continue Reading →
How often have you sat on public transport on your way to university, surrounded by tens of people, only to stick your earphones in and block out the rest of the world? How often have you jumped on your bike in a total rush to make that lecture on time, only to completely miss out... Continue Reading →
Writes of Passage 