Wings On Fire

Sense of Sight

I've grown wings. Magnificent wings. They’re rich and lustrous. And if you stand just the right way in the sunlight, they shimmer. They weren’t always this big. It wasn’t long ago when I noticed them on my back. Little buds bursting after a long winter. Expanding in the summer heat. When I turned my head to glance at them I noticed how Continue Reading


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She carries a pearl In perfect condition What once was hurt What once was friction What left a mark No longer stings Because grace makes beauty Out of ugly things                                    - Grace, U2 I sway between hope and despair hourly. I wish I was a consistent person. I wish I was positive ALL THE TIME. But I feel Continue Reading

Little Lion Part 2

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The story will start with details too heavy for your tiny mind to hold. From the dark pit where I pleaded for your life and mine. Just moments before you split away from my body and first took breath. Up from the water, into the new morning. Surrounded by blood, and pain, and love. And an ache that would not go away. The story will roll Continue Reading

The Boy


As soon as I saw the ultrasound screen, I knew.  I didn’t need to wait for the sonographer to tell me. I could see it was a boy. Which meant it wasn’t a girl. And all I wanted was a girl. It was wrong to want a gender so badly, wasn’t it? A healthy baby was all you needed. I was lucky enough to already have a girl. Some people don’t get Continue Reading

Fields of Gold


When the song began to play she stepped nervously into the spotlight. Long hair tumbling. She remembered she was his bride. And she glided with the Fields of Gold down the aisle. When it came time to speak she fumbled through the stickiness of every word. She skimmed past them, hoping to avoid the depths. When it was his turn, he breathed in Continue Reading

Who are you?

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I’m writing to you from down here. Down here is where angels and infidels meet. There’s a party going on. Come on in. There are mermaids, rock stars, and quirky townspeople. There’s a wild wind, a house by the sea, and a cat sleeping curled. There’s the scent of sandalwood and candlenuts somersaulting in the air. It’s so easy to get lost Continue Reading

Hero Girl


We curled in a ball. Like we do every night. Unravelling her day. Her favourite thing was the library. Nothing beats the library. Except the cinnamon donut she got on the way home from the library. Just as I turned out the light she said what she says every night. Mum, I’m going to dream about Superheros tonight. She can’t decide if she’ll be Continue Reading

That Moment


That moment. That second I gave birth. It was power and truth fused into one almighty bolt. Her little body on my chest. Her face as clear as daylight. Her lips quivering. Her mop of black hair all matted and wet. As she squawked, I cooed like a mama-bird. "My gorgeous girl, I’m your mummy. You’re okay now". And all the while tears rolled down Continue Reading

Be Alive


Be brave. Roar into the wind. Do that thing you've always wanted to do. On your deathbed you won’t be regretting that the mortgage isn't paid, you’ll be kicking yourself for not taking more chances. Feel the full rush of freefall. Don’t be afraid of the unknown. The unknown could be the sweet taste of accomplishment or the intoxicating warmth of a Continue Reading

Finding It


When I was 17 I believed some lies. I believed that George Michael was straight. I believed that diet soft-drinks were good for me. I believed that spiral perms were necessary. I believed that boys would never like me. I believed that I wasn't clever. I believed that I shouldn't dream too big. And I believed that I nothing valuable to say. It Continue Reading