It hasn’t rained in Joburg since about May this year (I think).  Spring rains usually begin some time in September, and we have late afternoon thunder showers thereafter throughout summer.  Today is decidedly hot, and the dryness makes...
Topics: journal, life, moods, poetry, rants

…I genuinely sucked as a correspondent.  I’d reply to personal e-mails months after I’d received them.  If I replied at all, I’d send a five page e-mail in an attempt to update people on the last nine months of my life...
Topics: confessions, crap, facebook, humour, moods, opinion

What held us together before lids of grass closed your eyes?The space between the parts you filled and being partof larger things feels sharp like scissors, cold to skin and mirrors cry for hair to hide behind.But death is incomplete, I saidrefusing to...
Topics: death, losing people, loss, poetry, suicide

I recently discovered a script on mybloglog that provides a live feed of my activity online. I think it’s quite clever because it connects my stumbles, my blog posts and comments together and adds them neatly and immediately onto one...
Topics: blogging, discoveries, site

I recently discovered a script on mybloglog that provides a live feed of my activity online.  I think it’s quite clever because it connects my stumbles, my blog posts and comments together and adds them neatly and immediately onto one...
Topics: site