I think of you all the time, with love, with respect, with admiration. Why am I so sad? I lost the love my life again. It...
Guess at the intensity behind my words. ‘Give me a place to stand,’ said Archimedes, ‘and I will move the world.’ After all that is said...
She wants diamonds, to live in a mansion (she thinks that’s the perfect life), to be the hostess of parties, to run her pale king’s life....
There is my reflection in the window. She dances. She dances. She dances. Look at me, Master. I am wearing my dancing shoes. I am dancing....
Rita is a woman who has had visions from childhood. At night she always left her bedroom door ajar, slept with the light on, with the...
I’ve made mistakes. More than a few. I haven’t always apologised for my behaviour, for the mistakes I made, the wrong journey I took, the path...
“And as imagination bodies forth the forms of things unknown, the poet’s pen turns them to shapes and gives to airy nothing; a local habitation and...
Losing pieces of your identity already in childhood. At the end of every pilgrimage in my childhood, there was a line that was always a painful...
The page frees me in a sense, in a way I can’t describe. I write and that’s my life. I am a mother and a wife...
Shut the door. Shut out the quiet light. Tell yourself to swim away from the tigers with arms pillars of smoke. One day I will find...