So much of you I’m lost in a maze Of gigabytes of memories, each day we add like hand-drawn animation with thousands of papers   Your scent, your love, your little actions I was in your arms wondering how anyone could be this lucky to feel this much Love for someone other than themselves.   … Continue reading Maze



Before everything. Before my future that means the world to me. Before my present, and before everything that has any value in life. Before it all.  Please. Decalcify.   I’ll ignore how the threat of the linchpin falling out Shook everyone to their core. Hyperventilating in the library or having your sister's voice cut off … Continue reading Please.


いまさら言うけど、お母さん大好き! Thanks for being my compass, my guide mostly the voice that says so much wisdom. In most of my anger I feel like coffee spills and cracked walls, broken glass or smashed jars. Sometimes I feel like cold empty ocean floors.  Other days it’s vitriolic and corrosive. Or sometimes it’s the wet season and … Continue reading Mum