there is a moment that is frozen in your mind forever // of spinning around as your heart falls into your stomach // of opening your eyes as the flood gates burst // of holding yourself in and holding your head up until the first note plays
an hour and three minutes and the word count's stuck at nought wracked my brains and wrung 'em out but couldn't find a thought dove into the bath and simmered in there toastily sinking slowly down as my writer's block smothered me "it's an even day" I said "I have nothing to write. I used [...]
I've posted a few prose pieces on this blog, but it wasn't that long ago I actually started writing unrestrained pieces like such. This one is directly inspired by a picture from April, 2017 - which is perhaps one of my favourite photos.
In troubling times, we can all turn to feline friends for a small dose of comfort. I think too often we tell someone how much they mean to you when they're gone. So, from my archive of truly adoxographical musings, an ode to my cat.
There is just something so unfathomably wonderful about belonging to space...
For a friend, who I hope will understand how dearly her casual comment moved me.
This particular post is centred around my admiration for the most hauntingly wonderful and wonderfully tragic character I've ever stumbled across: Ophelia.