Sometimes… the spaces within ourselves that we do not want to occupy, the spaces we suffocate with our judgments and narrow with our...

I ask for groundedness to embody my body, to close my eyes and diffuse throughout, sense-check every curve, every tip, visualize my...

Her teeth grow sharper when she speaks, and her words interlock without breath like the jagged rows lining her jaw. She hurts. Sometimes...

I ask for patience to befriend time, to give space to my labours of love, not to rush or stunt their growth, to cherish the transition...

Like a gull, you migrate northward in the spring, and return to my life after months, fluttering. But something in your distance and the...

Few people notice you in the way they fail to see the storm cloud that creates the lightning. Fewer people listen because you lose the...