bloggity blog, warrior goddess queen

Of love and lemonade and glass jars and not rolling down spirals

I have been neglecting my blog... I guess this isn't a completely terrible thing as it is still the holiday season and we are all still trying to get back into the swing of normal life. I'm swinging nowhere currently... it is 8.30am and I am writing this from my bed. A year ago when… Continue reading Of love and lemonade and glass jars and not rolling down spirals

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bloggity blog, poetry

winter high seas

Timber creaks under our toes this lady moans underneath us protesting the storm when the swell rises and breaks salty brine bone soaking everything it does not knock us down Ocean whipped winds beat a war cry out on my chest and dance with my Medusa hair free I stare down into that blueberry plum… Continue reading winter high seas

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1 whole year of telling lemonade to go fuck itself…

I am pleased to announce that today is my blogiversary! Holy fucking Christ... I made it through a year!! If you wanna check out my first post you can, right... here! So, if you don't know, the reason I started this blog was to help myself heal the wounds given to me by another... and… Continue reading 1 whole year of telling lemonade to go fuck itself…

bloggity blog, health and shit

Please send me cute animal GIFs while I take a moment to panic about how short life is…

The great and powerful, mystical Life Octopus has handed me one if its dick tentacles... a life lemon, mayhaps. I have awoke with a familiar burning pain in my neck. One that has filled me with dread and a deep foreboding onism. My shingles has returned like a shitty, racist relative you had hoped had… Continue reading Please send me cute animal GIFs while I take a moment to panic about how short life is…

bloggity blog, poetry

some kind of monster

hush hush dark quiet whispers if you don't make a sound It will hear you if you don't make a move This is when it grabs you traps laid like eggshells crumble Crunch crunch crouching dirty knees hiding in and under beds with demons of some kind of monsters and men and damaged parts piercing… Continue reading some kind of monster

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moves me to words

Why have I suddenly found this so difficult Doing the thing I think I do best Doing the thing I feel is my calling My soul's purpose Not writer's block But soul block Not the lack of things to say Not a lack of words to use But a lack of desire To beat the… Continue reading moves me to words

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my fears plucked

Him Biting off more than he could chew Porcelain teeth cut through my soft flesh Spat out my pieces The bits he found so distasteful Am I so distasteful? Displeasing disposable This taste, full heart The window in my new room In my new home Is wide open now Negative temperature air Floating through my… Continue reading my fears plucked

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I’m an adult, I swear!

There is nothing quite like living with a parent when you are an adult to make you feel like a fucking child. I have a number of friend people in a similar situation to me. Finding themselves in a space in their life where they have had to either move back home or simply share… Continue reading I’m an adult, I swear!

bloggity blog, writing

trying out new old things

So, I have strayed away from things again. I have been sucked in by the poetry demons (which I love) and I need to let go a little. Not completely. But if I want to get the damn book finished then I need to make some changes. There will be a bit of a return… Continue reading trying out new old things

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through this year

"Good bye" the last words spoken. My past me left behind in a haze of cigarette ash, cruel words and bloody feathers strewn. Sworn to myself it would be the last last time. I gave you too many finalities. I gave you too many second chances, second thoughts. You gave me too many "I'll never… Continue reading through this year