Someone assumed,
given my youth...
The ocean crawls up to the sand beneath my feet
As a small crab runs by, scampering towards the...
As I stare through the rain stained window
My thoughts wander to a land far away...
“Dad? What is the meaning of life?”
I used to concern myself with that...
My Legacy
Like a river...
how open can your mind be?
when words are suspect to spin...
“He divided
all his property into...
I have flown through thousands of winds
broken my wings...
I am not the girl
That you would find on the cover of a magazine...
Life is in us
and all around us...
Alone is one of my favourite words,
it has no echoes of loneliness...
Our souls are tired..
No, we don't need more material comforts...