I can't sleep or I'll get drunk, On the lucid liquid I sip in my dreams. If I fall too deep I won't wake up Because I'll dream of you, alive and well, My hair is long and my hands are full With dandelions from the garden we planted. If I sleep I'll remember everything... Continue Reading →
I’m in Jamaica!
I landed yesterday afternoon and it was incredibly hot. Hot, but beautiful. When my aunt comes to Canada, I sit beside her and wait for her to open her suitcase because there's this rich, sweet smell of the island that lingers on her clothes. As soon as I touched down yesterday I smelt it, and... Continue Reading →
