this was so much fun!! thanks @j_a_lyon for the tag and challenge! here is my alphabet poem.
tagged a few who i thought might like to play too! 🤓
Of Dusk and Dawn is now out on Amazon.com! See link in bio to purchase your copy! 💜
If I were to reach out for your soul like I do your skin, you wouldn’t take it so easily. Depth frightens you. It summons little earthquakes along that continent you carry. That beloved body you call a "work in progress". That body you so delicately cower behind like it's a fortress. That body you spend countless hours shaming and molding to perfection as if it’s everything you are. As if it’s the only part of you worth being seen naked. Worth believing in. Worth appreciating. But that’s not true. Know that if I can't surrender myself to the parts of you that are untouched and raw then I, like any other man, am unworthy of the parts of you that are shallow and seen. Little dove, I don't want this for simplicity. For warm flesh to blindly penetrate at night like an attempt to tiptoe over loving you. No, that's child's play. I want it all. Your body. Your soul. Your inner woman. Don't you dare hold back. If you’re a flood, I want to drown. If you’re an abyss, I want to fall down. down. down. #arlucas
When I left yorkes I felt so lost. I was a country kid and my parents have never been outside South Australia.
So naturally I never left South Australia. The biggest trip we ever did was to Adelaide for the Royal Show. 🎇
I left the farm when I was 18 (much to my parents disagreement) and went and studied acting and creative writing at Flinders University. I thought Adelaide was the "big" place.. but I felt small and insignificant.
I hated where I lived and who I lived with.
I didn't feel comfortable in my own space and I didn't know who I was, my whole identity lost. I couldn't transition from country girl to city girl. 👩🌾 I moved 8 times, each had its own challenges, I changed degrees 3 times, I dropped out of uni and travelled, I went back to uni and forced myself to finish.
Nothing felt like home. I went back to Yorkes months at a time.
And then I met Mark and everything changed. I feel like I have a home, I'm on the GC living in a beautiful place, sandy toes everyday and feeling inspired to take on the aspirations I was always too afraid to follow. ❤️
Trying out a little movement with AR poetry to celebrate #nationalyogaday ! I started doing Yoga when I was about 19 - over a decade now, on and off! I wouldn’t claim to be particularly strong at it, but it’s the marrying of breath to action that makes it so potent! We often see the binary of mind/body or breath/action, but the idea of existing as one unit is very comforting to me! Do you like doing yoga? 🧘♀️ 🧘♂️
YOU GUYS. I’m so excited for the Fourth of July this year that I worked a little Fourth celebration scene into the prologue of my next book. If you haven’t read Book 1: Songbird, link is in bio! Book 2 will be coming in July. To those who live in the states, how do YOU celebrate? ✨
It's here, people, the longest day of the year. There's a scientific explanation for how it all happens, but there's nothing calculable about the way it makes me feel. For all intents and purposes, today is the same as tomorrow — but today, we get three more seconds of sunlight than any other day of the year. It happens annually, like the clockwork of the sky, a giant sundial to remind us what season we're in and which is coming next. 💕
Summer solstice musings on the blog, a rare instance where I talk about the weather and my feelings in the same post. 😱 I'll be back to cutesy puns soon, but for now, the link to the full micro essay is in my bio. 😉
♡ This morning my teacher asked us, not to bow down to a higher spirit, but instead to bow down to ourselves.
To our deepest, purest self, where we are full of...
And, full of...
My scars will never be hidden under the false guise of perfection. They define my fortitude to keep going and my victory against giving up.
The greatest measure of strength comes not from showing up unscathed but in accepting vulnerability, knowing that you have truly lived.
And I just quoted myself 💁🏻♀️ 📸⚒ @arch_duttydot (28 years later uploaded and edited 😂)
Because unlike them, I have a way of keeping myself alive in you even after I am gone. You will always search for me...
It remains winter
in parts of you
that have forgotten how to love me
Yet you long for my return
Hiding it cleverly in plain sight
with the hunger of a new born volture
scouring for dead things
in the grave of the living
such as a warm blanket
with someone who has my touch
breaking bread with the other who bears my smile
Your emptiness has been spoken for
in the echoes of my name
and I know you wish for me
in the million faces you see everyday
You don’t look for a place
when you miss home
just a heart in full attendance
Because the absence of me
comes with no ransom,
only a life sentence...