Author: Arch Copy

• August 5, 2013

  The Trees

  There’s a dark reaching in the trees tonight, I can hear them singing. That cold wind has risen and it’s raking through the tangled heights, bringing down homes and scattering silent beasts asunder. I wouldn’t take that stroll tonight. It seems likely you’ll not return. There’s creeps in there, and snarls and webs. Catching and biting, waiting…
• August 3, 2013

  Lucy

  Red hair like blood on white sheets. Her hip curves, pale in the caressing dim. She sleeps with a hand up to her face. As if unconsciously protecting herself from the gaze she does not know is directed at her. She is a symphony of softly moving lines, a masterpiece of creation.
• July 22, 2013

  Cat Hat

  Loving my pink cat hat from Oasap – it’s so kitschy I may die of happiness. Also got some gold rings – triangle, circle and square  – which I adore but (typically) rub green off on my fingers. Have overcome this by painting them with clear nail varnish. Such a girl scout. I got a…
• July 10, 2013

  A Good Publish

  Got an article published by good.co. No big. See it! It’s about prepping for the job market. 🙂
• July 3, 2013

  Mindy Smith at Bush Hall

  On Sunday night I realised a long-term dream: I saw Mindy Smith sing live. Mindy Smith has been a constant voice in my life since I was about 16 when my dad played me her cover of Jolene. At the time I was ‘singing’ (smoking and drinking) with a country band and she epitomised everything…