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Without words

I would have probably had an easier time with human connection if I lived before the advent of complex language. Before we possessed the ability to communicate our profound weirdness to each other. I would have imagined everyone as beautifully weird as me, in just the same ways as me. Give or take. I would… Read More »Without words

The kindness of strangers

I don’t know if you know this, but I come here to, like, work my shit out. And it’s becoming increasingly apparent that the other methods I employ probably aren’t as good as this one. For some reason, writing myself clean with a dose of radical-though-likely-subconsciously-biased honesty, in front of downwards of a hundred strangers… Read More »The kindness of strangers

Proximity

I started a new job this week. One of the things this means for my life is that I now must regularly travel to the office. One of the things this means for my life is partaking in public transport during rush hour. Namely the local Metro system. The first day this went remarkably smoothly.… Read More »Proximity

Wordgame: Split

I have had two memorable experiences of a visceral split in my life. I’m not referring to a mere change in external factors, but rather a feeling deep within me of being torn asunder. The first, when Polaris disappeared, was abrupt, catastrophic and incomprehensible. The only way I could describe it at the time was… Read More »Wordgame: Split

Samhain

Do we think The Veil is thinner today? I enjoy the cycles and rituals of nature-based religions. There is something very soothing to the human about indulging in the undulating rhythm of the seasons. The constant ebb and flow, from full to new, to full, to new, to full, to new, to full, to new.… Read More »Samhain

Sympathy

Recently, I talked about misplaced sympathy. But, actually, I think I have a bit of a problem with even arguably well-placed sympathy. Sympathy, to me, is a crutch for people incapable of empathy. There is a world of difference between “aw, poor dear” and “there, but for the grace of God, go I”. Sympathy is… Read More »Sympathy

Impossible possibilities

One day, in the autumn of 2017, I was sitting in the cafe of the local library with my boyfriend and our few month old son. My coffee was too hot, we didn’t have much to say to each other, and I was scrolling through Facebook. The world around me went quiet as I lighted… Read More »Impossible possibilities