even in this darknesswhen my heart is aching for the touch of familiar ease free of the thought of disease and feareven here, there is joy. there is the pouring of water in time with song andlong pauses when I can hear my own breath, there are small dances in the kitchen,pockets of laughter sandwichedContinue reading “even in this darkness//a poem”
from the poember prompt: colours sometimes my vision(finite small human half witted)is clouded and diminished, I canonly see the world through dark lenses(no mixing/ no blending)unending seas of fixed wavesoverwhelming any progress that I try to make but I am choosing(it must be a choice or else I will lose it)to wake up and standContinue reading “seeing in colour//a poem”
Guest Post by Malaya Gaboury. Just over a year ago, I sat in the dining hall at the Derwenter Youth Hostel, staring at a blank sheet of paper. If I focused on the melody of the instrumental music playing in the background, I could make out the tune of Oceans, right at the part thatContinue reading “Taste and see that God is good- even in a pandemic.”
to be seen and know to the end of your beingarms wide and heart beating andlungs contract with frantic breathing andwaiting for disownment but not receivingit, left confused and wild and slow andknown and known and known and known. shalommeans peace and news that makes wholeto be known is shalom for the whole of yourContinue reading “shalom for the soul//a poem”
Dear Richard Lochhead, I am an “Access to Care” student at Fife College, and over the past couple of weeks, I have embarked on the journey of online education. While I hope that every precaution taken during this time is truly intended for the greater good, I ask you to consider another critical issue: thatContinue reading “An open letter to Scotland’s education minister”
inspired by the #challenge accepted on instagram. to women everywhereevery daywondering if your facewill be the next orwondering what will be leftfor you if loved ones disappearI am so sorry for the fear that engulfs your day to day lifeand I pray that you will finda way to thriveeven in the black and whitebetween whatContinue reading “to women in turkey//a poem”
2 amforms the foundations of my thought lifeif only dawn could cut through the knife ofmy thoughtsperhaps i would a be lessworried person but here i am again, i’msorry morning methat you will sufferalmost as greatly as my thoughts do nowsimply because i was unable tosleep.
there is beauty…