“The human race has only one really effective weapon
and that is laughter.”
totally in love
I wouldn’t turn my back on
No more rain that day, and they were thankful after having waded through swollen streams, marched through mud, carried the mountain on their boots.
after Rasak Malik
i will tell them there are cracks on our walls
& fear runs through our fences
“Have you ever been hurt and the place tries to heal a bit,
and you just pull the scar off of it over and over again?”
If it’s a dim view of humanity you want,
Balaclava, a Melbourne suburb, will do.
it is another morning
and i am standing under a pink-grey sky
it is the only thing that is beautiful
within the shattered mess
i am managing to crawl out of
I left home to feel free
“Don’t worry,” I thought
As I walked with a smile
My heart craved more
As I remembered all she gave
Me, her child, and I left.