Life Lessons, Poetry

Breathless

The minute I heard He called you home, my arms hung like a wall clock at 5.35, every appendage saluting the floor while disconsolate eyes spat bitterness from the flooded alcoves of my soul. I wish you were still here. Your passing fractured blistered air, redirecting draughts to the passageway of a tortured torso inducing… Continue reading Breathless

Life Lessons, Poetry

Lactic Acid Junkie

My name is Assumpta and I am a lactic acid junkie. There, I said it. If I’m honest I probably don’t really fit the profile so that admission is a stretch but it sounds catchier than “I like to do things that raise my heart rate and have an element of danger from time to… Continue reading Lactic Acid Junkie