She Knows

Ink on a page She begins to understand Writing isn't about the big words you use Nor is it about the complex devices It's about clarity It's about the writer as a person It's not about the pen   Suitcase zipped She cries about leaving But she knows Moving isn't about destination It's about new … Continue reading She Knows

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New York, New York

This past weekend my family and I drove to New York for my sisters birthday. I'd been to New York once before, when I was six -so it's safe to say my memories weren't that great. Going there as a child I remembered New York in an almost gloomy light. I remembered the tall buildings, … Continue reading New York, New York

I’m not the sentimental type

I think I used to be. Writing page long accounts of how much people mean to me and reminiscing over all the memories we'd shared used to be something which I could do with quite a bit of ease. But then it started to get harder. Those things felt like they should be said maybe … Continue reading I’m not the sentimental type

Just A Day In My Life I Guess?

So I haven't written anything for a while. Ask me for a reason and I'm sure I could come up with a few lame excuses, but I'll save you the time. Truthfully though, I have wanted to, I just haven't felt the motivation or the inspiration. So in a desperate attempt to throw myself back … Continue reading Just A Day In My Life I Guess?

How To Be Alone

About 6 months ago I stumbled across my now favourite poem. It touches on a subject I never thought i could feel such a deep connection to. The subject of being alone these days is so often ignored or over looked. Yet in this society -from what I see there is an ever increasing need … Continue reading How To Be Alone