zeppelin and bandits

I wander through this foreign interurban street with a firm sense of purpose and direction. Grasping my Leica with solemnity, instinctually aware of unwanted eyes fixated on the back of my skull. An unassuming tourist. A lonesome and frail female. An easy target. Of course, they mistakingly presume. Advertisements

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music monday: bound

Oppression and suppression go hand in hand like friend and foe, bound to me for reasons unknown. My existence is one of redundant constraint and entrapment. Terrorized of peeping eyes, yet desperate to be recognised and distinguished. Like a caged animal in a glass enclosure, utterly at the mercy of its keepers. Completely at liberty to feel the sun […]

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the glow of stars burning bright

I finally saw the stars last night. Like, truly saw them. With the help of some long awaited precision lenses I managed to see the stars in all their resplendent glory. No longer were they iridescent prismatic shimmers against the blackened heavens, but remarkably fine pin points of pure white light. Unbelievably diaphanous. Amazingly countless others made an appearance; others […]

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rose clippings

I awoke today with a newfound sense of valor and persistence. A firm fervent hunger to simply succeed at any cost. This beautifully unadulterated determination that yes, indeed I can manifest and create such desires by tomorrows eve. And yet moments later that intense sense of resolve was obliterated from me simply by their lingering presence. Their malevolence unbeknown; innocently menacing. […]

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durban skies

He’ll drive me to an obscure spot one night, cryptic and secluded. Desperate to reveal his “secret” place, a barren parking lot fornenst the roaring sea. He’ll take my hand and  navigate a narrow passageway pitifully consumed by verdancy, then skilfully tread along velvety sand where minuscule, adamantine granules dexterously slip between toes. He’ll pause for a moment and survey the skies above […]

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all the single ladies

I did the unthinkable yesterday. I mentioned to a mother of two that I was enervated. Simply opened up about how exhausted I’d been of late. How the need for an afternoon siesta was becoming increasingly burdensome and how I struggled to find balance juggling different roles. Of course what was I thinking? Speaking such truths to someone like […]

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