Words

‘missing, wishing, resolve’ my head is all full up with leaves. i’m talking but all i can see are eucalypts in my minds eye, and

‘same moon, same water’the same moon shines over the thames as it does over home. mum and i send photos of the moon to each

‘adverse camber’ a cold, crisp autumn day on the coast. happily swimming in the sea with sand between my toes. all the pebbles had washed

‘bikepack’ my heart is all soft again • some images that chipped away at the hard city concrete exterior • a water rat, swimming across

‘new rhythms • discovering a sense of home in the habits’ my dear friends remind me that home can be places and feelings, and i

dreaming of the stars and the night sky. what i would give for them. tomorrow i walk in richmond park and try and work out

today i lost a roll of film. the first one in a long time. i got an email saying that it was blank and to

‘love and newnes’ a writing about things that are now and also forever • it’s a grey blue purple mauve dusk now. our golden hour

the ridge was on fire with purple today. • next time you are willing to make time: get up before the sunrise. talk to no

‘beijing sunset’ the crowds flow like water here, it’s all a big dance of traffic, scooters, and people. • the light is beautifully soft for