Walking each other home

                                  ‘We’re all just walking each other home.’ This…

Lianne, two years on

      Dearest Lianne, 1. It’s been two years since you died. Two fucking years. It feels like a lifetime. It feels like a…

Book review: The Fault in our Stars by John Green

Reading a book about teenagers with a terminal illness who meet in a cancer support group is not recommended the week after your best friend…

It's my party, I can cry if I want …

All that lives, lives forever. Only the shell, the perishable passes away. The spirit is without end. Eternal. Deathless. I turn 30 today. A little…