Winona

There’s something about the corners of her mouth that seem to sag like a sack of rice Grabbed in the middle so the grains shift their weight down and to each side. Her eyes do it too…Maybe that’s why it’s so delightful when they light up suddenly, making the whole world weightless. She is as … More Winona

I am the hero of my own story

Driving alone on the highway for the first time, my worldly possessions in the backseat, I felt a rich wave of courage release within me. Some cap inside me popped, unleashing a sturdy surge of defiance I didn’t know I possessed. And my courage steamed over the ridge between the mental and the physical like the froth of a freshly poured beer, burbling out across the landscape.  … More I am the hero of my own story

Storytelling

Good evening, fellow souls. I realized that today is my first anniversary with WordPress! I finished my final exam of first year university today (well, not quite…it was a 26 page written exam of which I left 3 pages entirely untouched), then headed home to relax before going out with a friend. This year has … More Storytelling

The modern Hercules

The modern Hercules wears his golden mane like a cloak Etched with twelve adventures Twelve Labours under the Sun. He is not sure what the Future holds beyond these.   The modern Heracles does not go by this name, In his lion’s mane nest chickadees; In his bronze palms he cups butterflies, And from his soles spring … More The modern Hercules