Une Ć une les Ć©toiles abandonnent le ciel. La lumiĆØre mensongĆØre bientĆ“t deviendra poussiĆØre, Rien nāest plus sĆ»r que le futur datĆ© dāhier Et la promesse de lāobscuritĆ© Ć©ternelle. Je compte sur mes doigts les derniĆØres Ć©tincelles, Et contre le froid, la lutte sempiternelle, Je protĆØge derriĆØre moi des vestiges, des rĆ©cits, Et je chante …
Where the grass is greener…
Yesterday was my third year anniversary of living in Ireland. It has been a rollercoaster from the start and the first year & a half was actually hell in disguise, but it all lead me exactly where I needed to be. When I decided to leave France for Ireland, it was purely the last act …
Two years ago today…
Life has taken so many unexpected (yet highly dreamt of) turns for me in the last few years, but the most notable one would be July 13th, 2018, my first open mic. I don't know why they all came as a surprise to me, seeing as I was the one making them happen or at …
The day the Lost Storm was found
It was in one of my darkest hours -- and you know how many of these I have seen before -- where I was full of hope yet on the edge of breaking, that you found me, and you caught me mid-fall. You made me realize I wasn't falling at all. It was like I …
The Dawn Chorus... 