Hiraeth

There's an incredible power in holding someone's stories in you Everything in life is washed over by the rivers we fill with our conversations Isn't that why we do whatever we do? I make memories with my friends so we can relive them, dripping with nostalgia We drive aimlessly just to listen to a playlist …

Mark Your Calendar: Happy

I try to see happiness in my future. I imagine getting a quaint flat in a city, With music playing and my friends helping me carry the rust coloured sofa in, Bottom watering the monstera and moving it into the sun every now and then, I dream of confusion because of the 6 paint samples …

Smoke and Mirrors

Did I ever tell you I wish I could walk off the Earth?

Strings in the Sky

the sweetest myrrh just for a few blinks

The Hurricane That Stole My Thunder

There wasn't enough for both my hands and the earth.

Love is a Garden

Do you know that this very Earth, its rivers, its mountains and its moon and the other stars envy us?

I Can’t Find Stamps, Here’s My Heart.

my mind changed its colour

‘Always’ is an Ugly Word

Always is a confession that you might not be around to tell me you love me.

Grief: A Beginner’s Guide

Is this what endings feel like? - if so, everything else in my life is unfinished.

An Aftertaste From Summer

I knew autumn had to come.