Unnatural
I carry with me the magic of light dancing on a stream in a handful of glitter, I remember the dusky clouds each time I pass a hand through my sunset hair, The life and aroma of the hyacinth I keep close
Month: March 2016
The Root of It
I write about the inner struggles of the individual; the pains of the soul, mind and heart. Is this because I am insensible to the struggles of society? Quite the opposite. I believe that systemic persecution, oppression and inequalities arise out