Run.

I like running. 

I like how the wind feels in my lungs, flowing in and out, brushing out against my face. It’s salty, my master says this is what makes the air good. 

I like the grass too.  It grows up to my stomach and makes a funny noise when I run in it. It’s for grazing, I’m told. I don’t know what that is, but the sheep eat it a lot. 

I do an important job, I watch. Run in circles and circles. I like my job. The sheep are fluffy and there are some in the sky too. I can’t round them up. But sometimes I see some invisible thing in the sky do it. Master says it is our ancestors in the sky, I overheard him talking to Johnny. 

the sky is streaked

white trying to mix into the deep violet

turning into a soft blue

wait.

this isn’t right

Life’s interesting, you know? As much as you can mentally prepare yourself for a moment, that at first seems so daunting, when the expectation is succeeded, you don’t know how to feel. You were so caught up, so paralysed by the negative outcomes and how to cope, that you forgot how to live.
It’s crazy, isn’t it? A simple phrase. “I’m sorry.” Words that seem minuscule, insignificant, yet carry so much meaning. We were taught these words, “please, sorry thank you” ever since we knew how to speak, and despite this, they still stab like a knife in the heart.
But that’s life, right? What we’re always told. “Life’s hard. Life’s not fair. Deal with it.” Truth be told, it is hard to deal with it. So much history, so much time, and in the end, it all seems to have gone to waste.

staring at the ceiling
once again the clock striking twelve
joints, you can’t be moving
once again feeling me dissolve

When I look at your smile,

My world spins on a dwindling axis,

When you hold me close in your arms,

My heart beats, matching your ebb and flow.

her smile was bittersweet
but it might’ve just been me
or more likely the not-completely-ripe orange
that i chose to eat this morning

Due to a sudden, extreme case of writer’s block and a completely uninspiring week because of assessment tasks, we have a guest writer, one of my friends, saving my graces today! Shoutout to him for his amazing writing, and thank you for helping me out today.

Enjoy:)