Like the Rock of Gibraltar


Sometimes there are ocean waves that look like dead men’s fingertips, beckoning. That’s probably why he jumped off that cliff last Sunday when he was supposed to be singing at church and smiling and, well, alive. At least that’s what the news reports say.

Because it…

wow so this Colombian boy I knew in Chile made me a playlist for my birthday and it has 21songs since I’m turning 21 and it’s called pale blue eyes and its soft jazz and wonderful and just wow

If bruise were a colour


I’d paint my walls with it.

Some days they’d look like flowers
blooming beneath Winter skies
when the snow’s stopped falling
for a little while to let us breathe.

Other days, they’d be paint water
spilt on the floor and we’d lie arms
outstretched over them, staring at…