Need The universe playes a trick on usIt makes us loveAnd love makes us needy So we bend and fold and adapt and changeOh, to satisfy our needTo be lovedTo … Continue reading NEED
I spend my life amongst teenagers...teaching them some English, some survival skills, some life skills and sometimes some basic skills. As in don't fart in class, don't scream in class, don't ask to go to the bathroom if it has just been break. Don't interrupt me, don't scribble on my desks, don't be late. I love my job. I love my kids. Many days they drive me crazy. Most days they give me hope.
Stop saying”Turn your face towards the sun and let the shadows fall behind” It doesn’t work that way Stop saying”Everything happens for a reason” It doesn’t Stop saying”Time heals all … Continue reading LEAVE ME ALONE
HUNGRY Hiss of bacon – crunch of toast – syrup golden – chocolate log Butter dripping – jellies crunching – fat a-crackling – mayonnaise Samoosas and pretzels and quaint pastry … Continue reading HUNGRY
I drove to school this morning listening to a Rachmaninoff piano concerto while taking in a breathtaking orange-red sunrise over the Eastern Cape veld. As always, the 35 minute drive … Continue reading When Your Heart Is Breaking
( written on Lockdown DAY 70 in South Africa , 10 weeks in ) Don’t do it. Kick the kitchen cupboard. It hurts. I know because I’ve done it a … Continue reading Kicked The Kitchen Cupboard Yet?
I wake up covered in vomit. There’s a tinge of daylight outside the shed. It’s cold. So cold. O God, no. Why did you make me wake up? I pleaded … Continue reading SNAKE (part 2)
The evening starts with the best of intentions. I have bought snacks and the wine is cooling in the fridge. Candle light flickers across the dining room ceiling. I pray … Continue reading SNAKE ( part 1 )
Examine the image closely. Imagine yourself on that stage, under those lights. Imagine all those seats filled with students. There’s anticipation in the air because they are finally quiet. Ready … Continue reading Aaaaaand…Action!
I left my baby somewhere in a parking lot. Left him still strapped into his car seat on the cold tarmac. I walked away. Now it is dark outside. I … Continue reading Baby, You Scare Me