I NO LONGER…

This piece is by author José Micard Teixeira “I no longer have patience for certain things, not because I’ve become arrogant, but simply because I reached a point in my life where I do not want to waste more time with what displeases me or hurts me. I have no patience for cynicism, excessive criticism […]

Say, what?

I don’t really get too worked up about how people write, unless it’s going public or representing something important. Then, I figure, there should be someone subbing the material, but when it comes to social media or blog spaces, WHAT people say counts for more with me. This doesn’t mean I miss the spelling mistakes […]

Sugar Is Toxic?!

When talking about heart health and weight loss, two words come up again and again: sugar and fat. With a global obesity crisis of approximately one in 3 adults classified as overweight, so much debate around these two so-called evils isn’t surprising. But, are they both really so evil? And when did this debate begin? […]

The Art Of Musing

So it’s a hapless dream: me punching far above my grade, but why not? Why can’t I dream big, love from afar, use all that butterflies-in-the-stomach power to crank out some lovely, lovely lines? Yes sir, I’ll harness all that unrequited love and put it to honest work – it’s a delicious melancholy whose heart […]

Word picture

There’s a break between cloudbursts and I take the gap between them to catch the afternoon train. Outside, the day is a black, white, grey and silver composition; a filtered artwork – except it’s alive. Oyster-coloured shreds of cloud trail along the edges of an elephant-grey mountain; silver pools of rainwater glint beside slate-coloured streets […]

Diplomat, Anyone?

No-one ever told me that the true price of social media – for me – would be the slow seep of toxic-shock that comes from being hit daily with 180-character bullets of bitterness and ignorance. I know, it’s not a promising start, but it’s the truth. So, you say, just purge your list of toxic […]

Age to Age

Growing older is so strange. It’s not as if you lose all the previous versions of yourself – you just become more crowded as you go along. The 4-year-old who thought that warm scones with jam and cream were perfect heaven still waits vigilantly on the eve of every birthday wondering what presents tomorrow’ll bring. […]

Woe Is Us

If feeling sorry for each other truly improves our lot, Let’s do it, let’s commit: We can get together often, Run our hands tenderly over each of our woes, Lovingly arrange them, show them to one another – And sort them into chronological order. We can go back in time to find ones we may […]