“You know something? Noah says. When a star dies, the dust and gases condense to form a nebula. Which is truly one of the most beautiful things you’ll ever see. But nebulae get even more interesting, because they can also signify regions where bright, new stars are formed. Stellar nurseries, they call them. Stardust then,Continue reading “The end is where we start from …”
It is not so remarkable. To be two in seven billion. To find each other in the throng. It is not so remarkable to navigate the wide oceans and narrow fences between us, to swim and scramble, and to arrive at each other at last … I’ve been here before. Recognising that happening under theContinue reading “A ritual for letting go”
The sun is lower in the sky. So the seasons change after-all. I should be glad it all kept turning, I should breathe my sigh of, still- Still. I never wanted horizon love – and now it’s setting. (I am here faded, too)
It’ll pass. It always does. Right now, I’m a walking bruise. Staring into space and mirrors, seeing only you. Right now the days are lost to hours spent. Isn’t that the way it goes? There’s no moving time when she isn’t ready to heal you. But it’ll pass. It always does. I’ll wake and dress and stare andContinue reading “A small stain”
Benjamin Mackintosh is dead. These words are whispered, shared all over the office – the concrete floors reverberate with the news. Shock is traded from one division to the next, as the slow stain of grief spreads throughout the building. It reaches my desk when I return with my second coffee of the morning. MyContinue reading “That it would end like this”
I know you don’t watch me walk away. I know you don’t press your forehead against the double glass to keep me in your sight. There is no straining for that one last look, no time suspended in the final unblinking stare. You don’t stay with me until I am just another city glow fadingContinue reading “I know you don’t watch me walk away (remember)”
What I wouldn’t give to crawl into bed with you right now, to slide under sheets and your skin. To shed my own and this day in your arms. What I wouldn’t give to have this be the worst thing that could happen. Because love – love I could survive.