The Overall Rage

Sky is not the limit. You are.
‘Who am i?’ Fuck Knows. Friends said, “compassionate heart with considerable virtuosity.”
Social Norms said, ” weak girl with a brittle ego, easy to smother yet highly coveted when behaving ‘appropriately’.”
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A Moody Swing

There is no reason why she is doing what she is doing, but she is doing it anyway. Much like the whirlpool of her many moods. When she is not being a total nuisance and destroying perfectly aligned patterns and cutlery, she is too busy being grumpy. Why? Because she doesn’t know. Because she looked … Continue reading A Moody Swing

Gaze with Shades

I’m so shy now I wear sunglasses everywhere I go. –Al Pacino What’s in the eyes? A dark moon in a white river. Sometimes there’s a drizzle of hope, But mostly it’s a draught. When they are tired of seeing, they get busy dreaming of things that will be forgotten, Washed away with the dawn … Continue reading Gaze with Shades

A Shape-shift Tale

“I paint with shapes” –Alexander Calder She was not made of desire, saccharine kisses or mid-summer dreams. She wasn’t a thing of beauty, because she did not know what ugly was. She was free within the periphery of her dreams. She was lost, said some. But that didn’t worry her because freedom was not her … Continue reading A Shape-shift Tale