Rain drums on shuttered windows, a melancholy rhythm to our sorrow. The sky weeps with us in desolate abandon, screaming to a Universe that will not hear us. We are drowning in the hollow void of you, but we don’t fight it. Not anymore. I am unforgiving of the cruel world marching ever on, As though you had not …
During the darkest depths of last year, I sat alone on a leafy sidewalk in West Sydney Suburbia. Birdsong echoed amongst solemn trees and tears burned my eyes as they streamed into the swirling dust at my feet. There were no souls to witness my despair, and I was always grateful for that. Face upturned to …
I want to know what kind of man you are beneath the surface. I want to understand what makes your heart beat faster and what you love. What makes you mad, and why it has that power over you. I want to learn if your anger is hot and quick like mine, or a lingering …
She sits alone with pain and listens to her heart song. Its echoes in her soul, subdued these days, unused to being heard over the din of her ordinary life. It speaks of brilliant waterfalls that splash turquoise-hued rainbows over the world and make it new again. It tells of enchanted forests, where life flourishes, …