day one | Expectation.

Oh for the sweet, glorious, infuriating, unpredictability of life. 


day two | Skin.

There is so much to be said for the glory of feeling at home in yourself, in finding comfort in your own company.

day three | Fear.

What does ’empty’ mean to you? Does it speak of possibility, or fill you with dread?

day four | The Cull.

Culling and packing, unpacking and culling and packing.

Right now it doesn’t feel like this can end with both of us alive. Either a vital zip will break, or I will. 

day five | Wrote.

Once upon a time, I had some feelings.
So I wrote a letter.
Then a poem about writing that letter.
Now I am writing a blog post.
So it’s a post about a poem about a letter about some feelings. You get it, right?

day six | Held.

This wallet was handmade in Takaka, Golden Bay, bought with Christmas money from my grandparents. Now it is unable to keep things safe; it cannot hold them tight. 

day seven | An explanation.

Halfway through this series you are probably struggling to understand what the hell is going on. Let me attempt to explain myself. 

day eight | The Snow Queen.

The animated film Frozen, released in 2013, is currently the world’s ninth highest-grossing film of all time. Yet few people have heard of the original Snow Queen, written by Hans Christian Anderson in 1844. 

day nine | Pieces.

This necklace has been mended so many times, I can’t remember it’s original form.

day eleven | Memories pt. 1

The Ebeneezer stone in 1 Samuel 7:12 was a sign of how far the people had come. It was a symbol of the journey they had taken so far; a signpost between where they had come from, and where they were going. What do I do with my memories? Do I wrap them up in…

day twelve | Papatūānuku


1.(personal name) Earth, Earth mother and wife of Rangi-nui – all living things originate from them.