And the wildness of this place,
Unleashes the longing in my soul.
To speak my truth.
For I am known here.
And that is all I can ever hope for.
And that is more than enough.
Unhinged We stagger across the beach Like giggling schoolgirls, Clad in nightgowns, feet bared, Heavy with fatigue yet light As champagne flutes. Our pain Released! The sea sweeps in from our left. To the right, a morepork laments Its name. Calling us home. Wild Women. Untethered. Unleashed. Quite. Quite unhinged.…