Moleskine Pages- When The Time Comes

When her time came, she chose to lay down in the middle of the road and wait for the sand to run out. To pass the hours, she read her book and snacked on a selection of biscuits.

Moleskine Pages- Blood Lines

She stored her maternal line in places where they could whisper advice and scare off intruders. Her paternal side were too busy passing judgement and pinching pennies. Life is hard enough without the dead interfering, and her battles were lost and won alone.

Moleskine Pages- In Classic & Slim

He had so much to say to her. Clouds steamed out of his mouth heavy with rain and wet with tears. She was too bust to offer him comfort.

Moleskine Pages- She Had Power

She caught hoops most of her adult life. She loathed the overly confident, the pathetically pessimistic and the cheats. She made sure their hoops never found purchase. She had power.

Moleskine Pages- A Bucket Of Mum

Her mother shriveled up slowly till all she needed was a medium size bucket to carry her up to heaven.

Moleskine Pages- The Darkness Wants Me

I realised early that Black Holes can appear anywhere and at anytime. Science has yet to wake up to this fact. The darkness wants me.

Moleskine Pages- Alone Again...Naturally

She was nailed onto a pedestal, a forced conduit that would forward their dreams to whom it may concern. They made pretty offerings and whispered pious prayers laced with malice, songs of praise lined with threat. Overtime the wings turned to stone. Celestial ears became deaf. They were alone again...naturally.