When a being you love, dies
She was a ZZZ plant. And I loved her.She thrived in the dark and accepted the light.She shined. A luscious …
She was a ZZZ plant. And I loved her.She thrived in the dark and accepted the light.She shined. A luscious …
Researching cloths & masks .:. It’s hard to avoid looking sinister A skeleton hand (@alexandermcqueen) creeps in over my defiant …
[Sound recording, as an extra treat… with a couple of sound ‘typos’, unedited out…] * Every time I go …
“The knees are the ugliest part in a woman” So said my grandmother And I believed her Ugly feas feas …
“La rodilla es la parte más fea de la mujer” Eso decía mi abuela Y yo la creí Feas feas …
feet becoming leather becoming crust becoming a hard landscape a map of all these years all these roads all these …
life’s bruises emerge through my teeth. all the ugliness the pain the holes and darkness concentrate there. amongst these tectonic …
A polyhedric poem, exploring the many voices, angles, turns and twists that are possible when faced with the opportunity | …
A soft blur in black and white, (her face.) A firm pout. The hair, held high. A staircase [rotates]. …
I sometimes wish I’d had a more exaggerated life. Reading about theatre divas in murdoch’s The Sea, The Sea I …