Welcome to the depth of my soul

I hope the people who stop by here have fallen in love before. Because my love for another and my gratitude for their admiration has inspired this. Perhaps I’m opinionated, perceptive or observant, name it whatever you choose, but I can’t help but think the world is emptying itself of care and love for one another. I think we’re hungry for it now but it seems most are too tired to give, heavy laden with burdens that it’s easier to take than to give. What made us so weary, so tired that it seems the world around us is emptying itself of the most beautiful things. 

It seems others don’t like being humans anymore. They seem fearful, fearful of what they are, until I had to ascend to build myself a world of meaning. Imagining I’m not special, others think the same way I do… until I gave them these names in my head “Martian Ospherians”. 

Perhaps I’m quirky, cringy or childish. But if that makes me humble I’d rather it than the pride in this world people take in pretending it’s weak to care to feel strong.

Writing is how I process this noise, and my observations of the world around me. With every good thing I find I burn with desire to refine and expand it into something meaningful. This page is a wholehearted introduction to the fragments of the world I’m building along the way, poetry, literary appreciation, and written reflection.

When you read my literary work process the world with me:

I post fresh poetry here, Lines, stanzas, and quotes from other writers that stopped me in my tracks and made me think about something.

I might post short prose too and creative observations derived from my daily life. I’m from Jamaica, so I’m sure my slices of life will be funny.

Words have weight and atmosphere here. What words do you speak? What atmosphere are you creating with your words? Don’t just think outside of the box. Think outside the stratosphere.