I was called to go in,
go in and find the small sky...

Every word has meaning,
how do we all know, that...

Autumn came to whisper -
clinging on is futile...

Wanderlust
Sometimes the anticipation of travel...

Someone assumed,
given my youth...

Come take my hand,
let’s meander with no...

I shouldn’t be eating the crisps,
but pass them over please...

Random notes
joined together...

Give yourself twelve moons
start with the fullest point...

The head chairs meetings
voices creep...

You appeared between
the newly painted walls...

As the world continued to spin
around the sun in an endless...