I'm going to admit, I'm incredibly shocked about how popular the audio samplings of Porridge have been. Because of this incredible turn out, and of course since I love recording them so much, I'll be posting audio samplings twice weekly for everyone to hear. Also, I wanted to list all my links for social media... Continue Reading →
Babes: A Letter to Daddy
Dear Daddy, Happy Birthday. Is it strange that I still haven't processed your death as a death, but rather as a long vacation? And I know that isn't the best thing to do, because it implies that I'll see you again. But perhaps I will. In this life and maybe the next I will see... Continue Reading →
Grab a Bowl
I have a lot of good news: I'll be selling Head in the Sky post cards, starting Friday, here in Toronto-- you can also buy postcards and prints on Society6 if you don't live in Toronto. I've also been selected to peform at an artists' ball where I'll be reading Legacy and a few... Continue Reading →
Never compare your chapter one to someone’s chapter twenty.
Because let's be realistic, your environment will never be exactly like there's and your results will never be the same. Comparison only devalues individuality.
Hot wax on my bare skin always reminds me of good days, and bad too; I still can’t tell them a part.
819 My boyfriend was a warrior, in the street and in our bed, but his silent kisses were more painful than his infliction. Hot wax on my bare skin always reminds of good days, and bad too; I still can't tell them apart.
Soon popsicles and lemon drops became too sweet and I realized, my father too, preferred hot tea.
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Weaknesses
I don't remember the last time I cried in someone's lap,Or revealed a phobia in need of release. I'm not the type to get too close, Too friendly, too involved or too in love.I like my companions near but in the distance like a boat on the horizon. The irony is having a weakness about the inability to... Continue Reading →