walk me back to the beginning of us. from — a deconstruction of us. © Liezel Graham 2019. Photograph by Rahul. This is a line from an as yet, unpublished poem. I have left it as is — no further explanation as to the ‘why’, but there is of course, an invitation to the reader... Continue Reading →
if you have placed your heart in my hands, then let me be the rain that waters it. i don’t know how else to love. — this is all i know. © Liezel Graham 2019. Photograph by Donald Tong.
i go to the store for essentails, eggs, bread, and bags to line the kitcen bin with. but in the fruit aisle i am seduced by mangoes from a hot country, and i fall in love right there. i touch, i pick up, and i smell the ripeness of the red skin and everything that... Continue Reading →