London
On why I don’t get to London often enough. Fish and chips on Notting Hill. Noodles and dumplings steaming in Chinatown. And the correct Brasier.
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On Housekeeping
He walks the dogs. I move the world. He does the mornings. I place everything in motion.
Sevilla
On crossing Europe alone by train and being hot and single for a while.
The mother with tattoos
At Matosinhos beach I saw a mother, poised and tattooed like scripture. Her thong flashed. The flash landed in my body.
Seoul
I travelled alone this trip. I was marrying him this year and needed this trip for myself. I ate Kimchi jjigae on Garosu-gil and restored what I never should’ve lost.
Spring Moon
Some bonds don’t begin when bodies meet. They complete what placement already started
This is what they’ll remember
They won’t remember our words. They’ll remember the rhythm. The stillness. The change. This is what remains.
You are not late. This is what you were always becoming.
Most women arrive late to their power. That’s how it works. You are not behind. You are exactly on time.