Labels, my Dad loves them. Never happy until he’s labelled a person as this or that. He’s not alone. In fact we as a species seem determined to come up with ever more convoluted and divisive labels all the time. To be fair I’m as guilty as any one else but I stopped the other…

Rag Doll

Rag Doll in the sea, floating lost on the waves. How far have you come? Time now to be brave. Looking down to the ocean below, How far to go? Your body pulled by the eb and flow, the ocean claimed you, where will it let you go?