I wrote a love letter of sorts almost 7 years ago. My younger self was a bit wise and entirely self aware. I miss her but I’m not ashamed or afraid of her and the things she did. The person for whom I wrote this, Daniel, was the first person I’d been intimate with inContinue reading “Daniel”
Electra
Above is me in the arms of my father. Above is proof that my RBF game was always strong. That I am a Nibbs through and through, no matter what. Leaving the Miami International airport 8 years ago a perfect stranger walks up to me ‘ Miss. Miss! Nibbs is your father?’ I respond inContinue reading “Electra”
On Winter Storm ‘Toby’ : A Metaphor
Toby Toby, Toby, Toby….. Not exactly a name that strikes fear into the hearts and minds of men. Toby is the name of that one dog. You know the one. The dog that’s impossible to love. The pathetic little shit that’s a mutt but for whatever reason, can’t conjure any warmth or mirth or joyContinue reading “On Winter Storm ‘Toby’ : A Metaphor”
Birthday wishes to a dear friend
September 5th You reach a certain age and you decide one of two things. There is no divine presence in the world, only that which science has yet to explain or you’ve allowed for the wider possibility that things beyond science have purposefully had their hands in things quite deliberately all along. If you believeContinue reading “Birthday wishes to a dear friend”
Big Yellow Taxi
I recently stumbled upon a word I’d never heard before. ‘Hiraeth’ is defined as ‘ a homesickness for a home to which you cannot return, a home which maybe never was ; the nostalgia, the yearning, the grief for lost places in your past’. The word is Welch and has no direct English translation butContinue reading “Big Yellow Taxi “
3AM.
Relationships are too painful to me. Not just the intimate, romantic or sexual kind, but every relationship and it’s because to call someone your friend, or brother or sister is to use a possessive noun in relation to yourself. ‘My’ sister, ‘my’ mother, etcetera and so on and so forth. It is not that weContinue reading “3AM.”
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