Hunger, Food Insecurity & The Harsh Shades of Empty — There is Lots (a nonet) The thing about being hungry is if it happens too many times or goes on for much too long the mind paints pictures of ‘not enough’, in harsh shades of empty. — Even when there is lots ‘Food insecurity’ is a state of ‘not knowing…

A Beginners Guide to Elemental Body Changing — The first time I form-changed So, there I was sunbaking, minding my business in my backyard, and my body just upped and disintegrated on me. Quick as you like, one minute, I'm lying there, an all-right looking, all-limbs-in-tack kind of a girl, then bam! Next moment, I’m quite literally dirt. Earth, soil, whatever you want…

For Three Kings Day — Camels, kings, and a baby; what’s not to love? Some say the Three Kings of the Magi represented the known continents of the time- Europe, Africa, and Asia. I say the rest of the world doesn't care. We just love the story. …

Sending Love in a Kyrielle after the Flooding, with a Photo Story of our Wisteria — Leaves like Prayers (a Kyrielle) Leaves a-many have filled in the trees and my thoughts of you are buzzing like bees When I sent my love, I could hear your laughter As I splashed my hands, for a moment in water The water, my love, is a blessing again Not long…

An All Hallows’ Eve sonnet & a spooky 20-word story — Though the veil between worlds is fading thin And you walk amongst us, shiny and light Yet tonight, My Loves; I won’t let you in Because tonight, My Loves, the time is right I have watched your children grow every year I have helped your animals home in strife I have whispered…

Dorothy Wilding: Self-Made Superstar Photographer — Imagine this Wilding woman, standing in front of this young princess About to take those iconic pictures that launch her as the Queen. “Chin up, Your Highness — No don’t smile. That’s it; remember who you are.” Actually, I doubt that anyone alive knows what was said between them, and I most definitely doubt that Her Royal Highness had to be…

A random nonet —

Part I — I turned to stone not long ago my heart beats bipedal, and the mane has gone same way as the queen, who reigned in my stead she left with the kids when it was time to go She turned me to stone before she passed she kissed my head and blessed…

As Told by the Old Woman — (If the Old Woman is new to you, her name is Anna, and she looks after kids ‘in care’. And sometimes lets me write her thoughts.) The quiet one snuck a toy off to kinder today, which surprised us all and pleased me no end. The toy, a scruffy old…