AutumnCrisp apple smell with a subtle hint of decay, cool wind, yellow leaves, grass wet with last night's rain. The copper sun is bright and...
Earl GreyEarl. Noble. Substance and station. Elegance, respect, history. Well-spoken assurance, quietly calming authority. Grey. Not the liquid,...
ScarsWhen you’ve been through the struggle of reevaluation and looked back on it with a newfound perspective, it’s easy to feel that it is...
BeginningsUnsettled space ebbs and flows around me as I sink into finding my feet among the waves washed in newness, fluctuations of time, learning...
The GiftI have a gift, I’ve been told, of tears. But it is a gift most strange and unwanted. To feel in such vivid technicolour the pain, the...
The DripIt drips, the tap. It drips and it drops. So I sit, and I watch. If it drips, I might catch it with paw or with tongue. So I sits in the...
A PriestI am a priest. Hands laid upon my head, pressing gently downwards, the pressure of solemnity and significance. Oil dripped from my...
Good Friday LamentMy God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Forgotten me, abandoned me? Turned aside and shut your eyes, withdrawn your guiding hand? My...
Dear SoulWhen frustrated with yourself, dear soul, remember to be kind. Remember to be generous, and proud. And pay no mind to that voice which...