When I was 12 years old, I can remember being obsessed with a song called "The Day I Died" by Just Jack. This is a song of existentialism and personal philosophy, one that chronicles the day that the protagonist passed away, and how it was "the best day of [his] life". It all fell in [...]
Years ago, my parents bought Viva la Vida (or Death and All His Friends) for me as a gift. My room, then, was very different - juvenile items lay strewn endlessly upon the floor, my bed faced in the opposite direction. I still owned Yu-Gi-Oh cards. One of the most vivid memories I have of [...]
A beautifully fun game, one that's not well known and is very much unappreciated. Blog post to follow!
Photo credit to Ilyana Kuhling " You are packing now for the rest of your life.." Michael Longley He yearns to seize the scraggy ridge, slice [...]
Good question. Ever since I read Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone at age 6, I knew I loved words - their mouth-feel, the weight of them, how they could slash, inspire, and build in a single sentence. I scrawled and scribbled in those very same paperbacks, cover-to-cover, in much the same way I do [...]
Earlier, steam-shrouded, we whirled around the kitchen, grasping at clouds for one another. Daughter of cardamom and lightning crooning in the kitchen, sidestepping tiles like lilies beneath her feet – delicate. Caress my cheek and furrowed brow with fleshy, lucid fingertips – your mind a technicolor tide.