He replied “That’s my style man”: Cassandra Kulay

I used to be like Alice in Wonderland, Blazing knee-high neon-striped socks, Collection of striking skirts and scarves, Roaming streets and campus of Ottawa, Heeding the call of ‘Who are you?’, Migraines much like Carroll had, Waking up October to a foreign world, Wondering if I too was down the rabbit hole, Carrying a pink-paged … Continue reading He replied “That’s my style man”: Cassandra Kulay

Eternity: Cassandra Kulay

I love you, like a mother loves her child, the way her face opens like the petals of a flower, like the sun emerging from the clouds, like the eagle soaring on the holy spirit, like water cascading over rock, eroding all hostilities, I love you for all eternity.

Missing You

The snow creates a thin layer on the ground, that something I'm missing is something I've found. The bits and pieces of the past have got me thinking nothing good can last. Still, when I'm with you it feels like fate, as if we've known each other somewhere, somehow, someday and I know that if … Continue reading Missing You