Mirror Greeting

When I don’t understand what I’m feeling, I check in the mirror, to see if it’s all in place. All resting there, prominent in the crevices of my face. Usually it’s present, there in my features, long before I can make out, it’s meaning in logical sequence. It’s painted there ever so clearly, in myContinue reading “Mirror Greeting”

Home Invasion

Broken into,finger-prints, someone else’s. All over the fabric lining of your mind. View distorted, by hands, someone else’s. Manipulating the senses, moulding the clay beneath your skin. Temporary invasion, leaving you reeling , in shock and exhaustion. Asking yourself, as you wake up every morning after: Can I still call this home? My sanctuary? MyContinue reading “Home Invasion”