I don’t do poetry but…

Untitled I don’t do poetry but sometimes, a picture, a moment, a fleeting feeling – makes prose seem inadequate. Like when I saw that one little flower so delicate and fragile but still alive peeking out amongst its long dead companions. Or maybe it’s just me, always looking for signs in a world of coincidences.Continue reading “I don’t do poetry but…”

What even is a musing

My thoughts are so jumbled up right now it’s almost impossible to unravel them, put them in coherent order and call them “musings”. It’s been like that most of this week. I’ve been writing but I don’t think I’ve written anything that I thought would be suitable for a blog post. And then I’ve beenContinue reading “What even is a musing”

No time like now

Being cooped up in a little flat for days on end can be stifling and depressing – but it can also give you something most of us complain about never having enough of – time. Now that we have all this time, we complain about what to do with it. It got me thinking aboutContinue reading “No time like now”

An Unlikely Love Letter

If you lived your teens/early twenties in the 2010’s, chances are you’ve been in a group chat or two. You know, the ones you randomly made one day to plan something and then just never left? You don’t talk on it every day maybe, but you enjoy the memes and the stickers, and every nowContinue reading “An Unlikely Love Letter”