You talk about winning the lottery, about becoming a millionaire, but I think it would cheapen you, make you less than what you are- a man who deserves oceans and rolling hills, great expanses of the sky nestled in his lap. This is when you would be richest- standing in the places where the countryside … Continue reading The lottery
There was girl who held the world in her eyes. It spun on its axis and her pupils dilated as she realised how much strength she carried in her bones and the love she could bear between her hands. © Kristiana Reed 2018
You held a magnifying glass to the edge of the earth glimmering in starlight middle finger extended out to the sun which glared back, with coldness only a star sick of rock hurtling toward it could muster. Our rage against gravity fossil fuels social media prose an inhumane attitude problem employing ASBO bracelet politicians. … Continue reading Star sick
Submissions wanted! This writing project, The Milk of Human Kindness, which seeks to reclaim what makes us human is a week old. We have already had one wonderful guest post, but we would love some more, to showcase the wide and wondrous variety of perspectives, thoughts and feelings on the world we live in. Pieces … Continue reading Project MHK: Submissions wanted.
The world was always broken. But that’s okay, because so are we and always will be. What creatures are whole and perfect if we spend our lives waging wars, dinner time conversations and twitter feuds on who or what made us? Are we not broken when we relentlessly pursue abstract Happiness, knowing we toe a … Continue reading The world was always broken
