PARTWAYTHERE

not 'there' yet - wherever that may be - but somewhere along the way

thoughts of a curly-haired theology graduate and primary school teacher

H is for Having

She picks up The moon-shaped brick. How can she not understand that It goes through the moon-shaped hole? Yet time after time it is...

Don't rush on. There is time enough To let down your pretence Once in a while. Let the dissonance sit with you; Let the chaos of...

On Monday I had a class; took the bus to school without hesitation. I choose to grieve.

Frantic, Adrenaline-fuelled Emptiness.

Friendly loud joking: seen This place I most belong

Home is A place without location But my feet know I’m there

The Twitter me Is bold and compassionate

My darling, Do not crank up creativity Before the time is ripe.

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