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Loneliness and its place in us
Loneliness is a state of mind. A place that lives inside all of us. Fuck, fuck, fuck. I had to double check my address as I think between trying to find a new place, my best-friend distancing herself and being let go of from 2 jobs in the space of a month I was feeling…
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Life with Cats
Ever get the feeling that sometimes the universe is just not in your favour? Like karma is a wave, and sometimes it buries you and other times it allows you to float peacefully at the top; like a lily in a Koi pond or a bug in jello? Well, the first thing that happened when…
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I love you 2022
It’s amazing what saying I love you does and actually meaning it. I said it last Saturday night, and even over the phone, it still scared the living shit out of me.Like a new cocktail, something sweet and unknown. It bites your tongue. The salt tantalising, and yet you don’t order another. The sequence of…
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Adios 2021
$340 later and I was back home, double vaxxed with my dog, a free house and the fan on high. The lights were finally starting to dim on a very long boxing day. It was the second trip on my round tour of trauma. Only kidding, Tamworth was the 2/3 trips I was cramming into…
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Looking at myself
” I really don’t care what celebrities do,” he said, while I watched him dip some orange and mayonnaise covered prawns into soy sauce. Cue yet another silence… It was early December but really it felt like November. The month where everything slows down and tiredness sets in, after another long year. So many faces,…
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V is for Very Tired
His face was perfectly symmetrical. His aftershave climbing over the table. I inhaled harder, as it belly-danced circles in my nose. Round and around, as sexy as the red light that drenched us from above. “Mmmmmmmmmmmm,” I said back, with serious eyes. Occasionally nodding. This date was the kind that turned you from Princess Jasmine…
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Life at 24
I’m an insecure lover, I can admit it. Passionate, I often quit it. Loud but usually soft. Warm and sometimes lost. A bouquet of complexity. I wear my emotions, rather than store them inside me. Bury them; I cannot hide. I’m too honest not to say what’s on my mind. I unpick everyday like it’s…
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DAY 85? 92?
Everything is flavourless. Today I woke up realising I had a dream about someone I hadn’t seen in years. Why they were still popping up in my subconscious I have no idea, but I felt almost possessed while reached for my phone and searched their name up on my Facebook, before fetching water or heading…
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Day 71: Love in all it’s shapes
Last night was an interesting Wednesday. It existed inside the studio, or my hiding cave. You can find me here everyday from 5pm to 11, guaranteed. And sometimes until the early hours of the morning- given ideas are flowing and fingers haven’t been pricked by too many pins. It seems when physiological disasters strike, muddying…
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Day 61 – in patient
Last night I found myself in a room bursting with light. The first thing I saw were pairs of blue hands matching even busier feet. People were dressed in thin fluro fabric, with what looked like bathing caps on. And they moved like neon fish. Darting, like they were allergic to inertia. Then a chunky,…
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Change Knocks
Inhale………………………………………………….. exhale. Exhale some more…………………………………….hmmmmmmmmph. I check my phone’s walk-o-metre – it reads new record. 11.7km – 619 calories, just today. I was on the kind of walk where you lose track of time and mentally throw away the list of things to do. It was rare I walked alone. Dog owners understand this. There’s…


