bohemian soul, cosmopolitan existence 

I am enervated with feelings of under appreciation, invisibility and irrelevancy. That my mere existence is one of sheer inconvenience; one akin to cancer or a depraved parasite. Of feeling like there’s nothing for me here. That there never really was and that I am not worthy of much more. I’m tired of looking for reasons to hold on but […]

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tough love

As I sat in my car awaiting my appointment, the shrieking wails from a toddler tore through the melancholic silence of a sullen underground parking lot. Such are the howls of boy being forced against his will; roaring and thunderous. I couldn’t help but find a connection between his reluctance in being strapped into his car seat with my […]

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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.

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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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contemptress

My life is a tangled web of insolvency and despondency. A slave to melancholic tendencies. Blinded and paralysed, a parasite of sorts, fused into my soul with no hope of dissolution. One in which I have become accustomed to, as if we were one; forever fettered.

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