Valencia! It’s been one year of living in you. You, glorious place made of dreams. Where scents of paella ambush your nostrils from every direction. Tourists sweat and yell and so do I because holy smokes it gets hot. The volume button on my voice and enthusiasm is switched riiiight up. Where sweet drinks get you tipsy on life in the heat of sultry summer afternoons. Where afternoons melt into evenings as the sky is set on fire. All streets start to shimmer when the sun waves

This third poetry book has been on my procrastination pile, mind and to do list where it has been collecting dust. To be a procrastination queen is nice sometimes because so many people can relate and I don’t feel alone on my procrastination throne. So many of you are here! But, you know. For once in my life I’d like to get something done. Last Monday night I was feeling strangely energised. It might have been the full moon, or that magic cacao from Saturday night. I don’t kn

It was an innocent plan, to go to an ecstatic dance on a Saturday night. We had been a few times before and it’s always a great idea of a good time giving your all on the dance floor with a bunch of barefooted hippies. Yet this night turned out slightly different. You have to know ecstatic dances here are done completely sober. The only substance we take is cacao. All the way from Guatemala, ceremonial grade, all that jazz. We inhaled the scent of the sweet bitter drink and s