Fools and kings
Fools sleep while kings crave
May I be a fool
Covered in leaves
smothered in soft
Here for the love of all
Fools sleep while kings crave
May I be a fool
Covered in leaves
smothered in soft
Here for the love of all
Increasingly in my life, I welcome, value and trust people who make small acts of repair. And it teaches me how to make them too. Like the visible clothes mending practice I picked up a few years ago in a free community workshop lead by an artist, acts of repair
There is magic in this world, it is writ in the stars, the moon, the sky. How could there not be? Our world is too beautiful not to be bountiful with magics of all kinds. The magic mends the fractures we create. We live in a time when the Men
Content note: mention of war and the genocidal states of US slow night // slow day slow emerges when my body is in an immune system storm crip time, slow time, out of every day rhythm time when do you eat if you haven’t moved since waking and you feel
Some writing from my retreat designed to support people like me, writers who want to but are not yet doing that thing. Writing the book that calls to us like a siren and allows a reader in. There is a loneliness in my body. A longing. Desires push up into