"As I Lie There And He Plays Monopoly With My Freckles......."
"I witted and hit on my ego by taking selfies at three in the morning that looked like a Caravaggio painting............"
"You are your own knight and shining armor, and you can surrender to it now......."
If wolves could hear us cry
And I oft wish that the soul would expel out from the body
and spill out o'er the bath and
crawl into the woman that stares blankly
at me ready to surrender to life
and its wondrous path.
the body is but two forces, the one that waits patiently
and the other that is screaming so loud
that even the wolves come down from the mountain, ready to join your tribe.
And who is your tribe, I hear you ask,
Who do you run with when your tentacles want to
curl around every being, inhale all the energies
yet you drown it out within the waters
of your bath for fear that you may choose unwisely,
forgetting that everything
is but the same,
one ball of fire, stirring shit up on this one ball of rock.
We are connected.
Ciara Tuite has a unique ability to convey the purest of human emotions through raw yet beautiful prose. She prods at her sensitivities, knowing that other people can empathise and recognise the universal themes at play.
She has been writing for decades, a natural instinct, creating a non-linear account of her life, random yet poetic recalling experiences, travels, perspectives and emotions.
"I have always been writing a diary-esque account of my experiences for years, a pen and paper in my bag has always been a necessity, a constant throughout, a lifeline to unravelling emotions, both dark and light that I have gone through in the past, I speak truth, because that is all there is, that is where the nuggets of wisdom can be found, among the woe"
And these words have become the most comfortable language to share these experiences. It is often a stream-of-consciousness, non-linear/sponataneous and reactive narrative"