Exhaling

Who is Nadine?

Such a presence on the stage

Both delicate and strong

Wild hair

A flow of anguish and beauty, braided words and images

And silence

She sends me on a journey

Tracking down her writing, across the web

Her words, a sense that she is exhaling when writing

Maybe holding her breath when not

Carrying so much, so many stories

I feel like I know something of her, from the depth of her words

Or somehow, through the reach of her words

Actually, she knows parts of me

How could that be?

[30 June 2022]