Small Things

Small Things

I find you in a summer breeze and Sunday afternoons. I find you in a cup of tea, and the smell of morning rain. I find you in the chime of a bike bell, and the nostalgic taste of childhood sweets. I find you in the small things, in the significant insignificances.

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Fair Maiden

Fair Maiden

One man's ruins is another man's castle. Turrets, four; guarding against an enemy unknown. Up the tight corkscrew staircase Uneven and crumbling, lit only by the moon through slit windows. There she is found. Fair maiden, damsel in distress. Yet, her sword tongue cuts through your shield. Her eyes impale, with a glare that says, [...]

Sweet Nothings

Sweet Nothings

Much a sweet nothings exchanged from lip to ear and lip to ear. A shout into the void will receive a reply, my love, I promise you this. The moon is our moon, the sun belongs to us. The reason for the universe is simply for us to be. View this post on Instagram   [...]

Barbie as a Feminist Icon?

Barbie as a Feminist Icon?

Barbie has never really been viewed favourably by Feminists. She represents very typical male-perspective impossibly high beauty standards for women. Her body is majorly disproportioned with loooong legs and boobs so big they MUST cause back problems. She represents decadent white America, teaching toxic beauty perceptions. Yet, a study into Barbie's career over the years [...]