I come from my country

I come from my country Where Thursday frost sparkles Beneath my feet Some wear their national identity Like a cloak, but mine Is more like a well-worn cardigan Comfortable and familiar Somewhere in the bottom of my closet I wear it for old time’s sake But most of the time it is just there In…

Knowing what you want

Knowing what you want is not just about looking good in a pair of tight leggings it is about having a dream that is worthwhile doing everything you can to make that dream come true knowing the difference between loving and being in love it’s about being strong and crying at the same time.

Ode to the wind

The wind adores me, Whistles past my window Searching for a chink, To push back my curtain, To touch my body; I feel you, lover, caressing my face, But I am blind to your true form, Your freshness warms my soul But chills my heart.