Honeymoon. Abuse. Honeymoon. Amuse.

Part one. Honeymoon. Abuse. Honeymoon. Amuse. In the depth of my relationship I was too familiar with fear, It became who I was sleeping with every night. The warm breathe in my ear. I knew the words off by heart, “it wasn’t my fault, I’m tired and stressed” All of these signs showed from the [...]


Drifting - Written by me. How can we immerse ourselves into one whole being whilst being pulled back an fourth into so many?Often I find myself standing there in a place I need to be whilst thinking of all the places I need to go. My mind is trying to ground me and feet are [...]