love

Ghost

There are different corridors in my mind, winding round, over, under, near and far, There are different corridors in my mind, winding round, over, under, near and far, steps leading to steps that abruptly fall away to nothing. It’s something… Read More ›

Carry

Carry. I was carried once on my Father’s shoulders. He was a tall man, a handsome man, and a giant in my eyes before I learned better. I only remember it ever having occurred, my riding high on his shoulders… Read More ›

Diving Beneath the Surface

I have dived beneath the surface, holding my breath until my chest became an unquenchable fire, straining my eyes, willing them to remain open despite the pressure, despite the unfamiliar. I have dived beneath the surface of love to see… Read More ›