stillness

Capturing Stillness

All that is personal soon rots; it must be packed in ice or salt. -Yeats The trees are bending over with the weight of ice, cracking and tumbling into fences. Colour is preserved and encased in crystal that will melt in the light of the sun. But for now, capture this brief moment in time-Continue reading “Capturing Stillness”

Home

Home. A place I thought I could point to on a map. A place I thought I left my heart in. But the reality is, what is home? It’s a fiction. When I was stuck for an extra week in Kenya, home was my temporary room in my aunt and uncle’s house. Now that I’mContinue reading “Home”