Activists with sincerity on their tongues, burning eyes & tearful hearts. They set mine afire. I register the call of their wild cries, in the pounding in my ears. Eloquent speakers do the same. They tease out the primal me.
I’ve been reading food fiction through lockdown. It was a little surprise since I’ve never been either a foodie or an enthusiastic cook. Food has been fuel, a functional need at best.
The gates to my world are wide open With a plush red carpet running through Come in, come in, take in the sights Come, friend, family, stranger, Everyone is welcome in here. As long as you remember, the road out of my life, is one-way.
You had me tied up in knots turning over your every word twisting each smile, into shapes of affection ideas of attention That I threaded into my cells Now, you’re saying goodbye but tell me, how will you reclaim these parts of you that I have turned into art by…
The Beatles sang, “All you need is love” and they may well have been right. In our increasingly urban world of nuclear families and zero work-life balance, the emotional support system of a loving, caring partner becomes even more important. Ironically, it seems like the demand for such a person…
These things never go away.If there has ever been history, it will show even if you are in the same room. Yes, very dramatic. And perhaps romantic. Heartening, even to some. But reality seems to indicate otherwise. Attraction, like everything else, is impermanent. Or perhaps I’m only thinking of fancy…
