Tag: death

Medicine Cabinet

I made friends with the medicine cabinet. I asked him to take me away, from the house that built me, and I asked it why the house went deaf, every time I went to the door, to tell it my troubles. He told me she had dreams for me, stuffed in her ear, like wax , and I couldn’t push the truth in if … Read More Medicine Cabinet

My 2017 Goals

Hola Amigos! 2017 is here! 2016 was a trek of a year, and quote difficult to get through in parts, but it is now time to look towards 2017, with careful optimism. My goals for 2017 are: Sleep More I adore sleeping. If I could list it in the hobbies section of my CV, I would. Despite it being a favourite past time of … Read More My 2017 Goals

Don’t Wake

He asked me if I’d die for him, I accepted, in a heartbeat, as his last drew near. His greying hair, and fraying air, still enchanted me, even if the world loved him no longer. We shook out the last of the sand, as the planet turned upside down, at the beach, where we broke into each other’s hearts, and built a contented castle … Read More Don’t Wake