Home again.

I had a break over January. I went exploring the world, and somehow found my way back home… Home again. JR Manawa. She’s seen the sultry sunrise from the hazy peaks of Mount Sinai, and run barefoot across the ruddy dry earth of the Navajo desert chasing tumble weed. Awestruck she’s walked the glittering halls…

“I, the moon.” …is this a poem?

And then sometimes, once all the pieces have fallen where they may, I am left with a deep set and desperate desire to come home, To that green, green grass. To that place where mountains touch the sky, And legs disappear amidst a sea of iridescent wildflower, Toes in the brown earth, mud by the…

“I bet you were the worst of them….”

“I bet you were the worst of them….” I’m passionate about how gothic subculture is perceived in society. Similar to racism, sexism and homophobia, we have a learned habit of judging those who don’t look like us or don’t present themselves the same way as us. Just because the subcultures of our youth see beauty…

Reasons why I love humans at Download Festival 😍

She only looked back once with a knowing grin before she was at the gates, through the queue, and the festival swallowed her whole. Instantly the world was one she knew and understood better than the real life she lived every day. No one here quite fit in a box. There were boys and girls…

London Goth Top Ten #6 Cross Bones Burial Ground

After a short break, it’s definitely time to return to my favourite 10 Gothic London Sight seeing locations. For me, Cross Bones has to be on my list. As a burial ground, there is little left to see as developments have encroached, and most of the remains of the estimated 15,000 interred have been removed…

How to spot a writer

  I wasn’t going to blog again so soon as Starlet Fey was the first real story I had written in a while, but sometimes those moments in life just happen that take you away, entertaining your mind with droplets of inspiration. How to spot a writer. J R Manawa. She’s sitting opposite me on…