I’m thankful for cuddles, the way leather heats up in the sun, paper cups, recycling, pillow forts, fairy lights, scented candles, the way autumn leaves crunch under your feet, ink, the smell of fire, icy cold water, milky drinks, when your pinky finger links with someone else’s when you’re walking, feminism, all the different languages in the world, the ears that absorb as they listen, those that say yes and those that say no, the colours at sunrise and sunset. But most of all I’m thankful for all the ways that love can show itself, hide itself and flow through us all.
My deepest apologies for those wishing to see my poems and writing more frequently.
Tomorrow I have one of the biggest interviews of my life, and I’m putting as much of my focus there as possible.
I have been jotting down creative ideas so who knows how many poems I might post when my interview has passed!