Writing exercises in poetry, fiction, and experiments to unlodge writer’s block, too.
me? disappointed. the only word that comes to mind, yes, disappointed. a wedding should be enjoyable for all, yet we felt unwanted. unattended to, cast off to no man’s land out of sight and mind. in attendance with drinks in hand, swaying, laughing amongst ourselves. we could have been anywhere. and yet we were nowhere, […]More
September is born upon editorial conception in March. Anna Wintour: shrew and mastermind behind Vogue feared, revered, scorned. Fashion stops at will on her command; loved ones will admit they’re amused by the high priestess’ choice of profession, and if RJ Cutler’s show offers anything, it’s a glimpse inside the heart, not all ice and […]More
a few years ago kundalini became part of my yoga practice. Dages Keats led us through a series of meditations and kriyas. Together with the kundalini breath, mantras, mudras, bandhs and asanas, one strives to unwind their inner connection toward Higher consciousness. Unlike traditional forms of yoga, this branch focuses on the liquid energy flowing […]More
Superfluous blue scarves, gargoyles gasp for one last breath, near gutted frames of stone; Druggies eat french fries The green market closing time, bassets and bacon; Exhaustion creeps in– street corner bucket percussion, Twilight water tower; Spectator denim legs in camouflage and blue: dude it’s fashion week! And have I mentioned: Love scorned on west […]More