Narrative

Purple mountains shaken by the grey sky
Moving rapids over the rivers bed
Sounding out a cry...

Purple mountains shaken by the grey sky
Moving rapids over the rivers bed
Sounding out a cry...

When I look at him
I feel
Well
I don't know what I feel
I feel like my toes are...

I’m not a treadmill
nor am I a welcome-mat
but you keep walking

Refer to beauty, purity, innocence as a glorious place of paradise
Though fooled by erotic behaviors...

Beside myself, so numb
I don't what I feel
The trembling of my hands
Seeking to...

I'm that fly trapped in amber,
A woolly mammoth frozen in ice.
That fossil bound in a cliff...

The silence
It's so loud
I can’t
I can’t
I can’t do it
I can’t shut it...

No rhyme nor reason why
yours truly recalled how
me late mother
(earlier in her fitbit...

I look up to that beautiful blueness of the sky

As I scrutinise the sun cumulus clouds melt and...

Bad luck is my best friend.
It’s in the hallways when I turn the corner
And my body clashes...

I am a vigilante, in my own life's story
Taking aim at myself, denying myself glory
...

“Two heads are better than one“
“The more the merrier”

Are two heart halves better than one...

0-60 in 3.4 seconds
0-heartbreak in 4.5 years

I am floating like a fluttering bobbing up and down Butterfly

Tottering to and fro betwixt that...

Clusters of yellow buttercups shimmering in the sunshine

Just growing wild amongst the rugged...

Writing for the reader’s pleasure that is a novelist’s intention
Conjuring interest and excitement...