iti te kupu
small words in a vast universe
We choose all the time, both the words we speak and the silences we hold.
An offering on the International Day of Solidarity with the Palestinian People I oscillate between thinking words don’t matter, and believing nothing matters more. Oscillate, meaning to swing rhythmically like a pendulum or metronome keeping time. Burrowing deeper into my 1970s Reader’s Digest Word Finder, I realise oscillate
Everything feels a bit shit
(But there's still hope) We knew the election outcome was bad, but I truly didn’t think they’d burn the whole house down. Maybe I was in denial. Or naive. I think I just allowed myself to be buoyed by the success of Te Pāti Māori and the Greens
On giving thanks and making peace
Winning a competition for a story you wish you never had to write is complicated.
Safe in the World
Traveling somewhere in Denmark with my children in 2014, a stranger suddenly started yelling and screaming at me in the middle of the street, waving their arms and spewing rage. The crowds around us stopped to watch. I pulled my kids towards me and backed away. The woman - red-faced,
Every last vote: An interview with Marama Davidson on the Poi-gnancy of whakapapa
With only one sleep to go, this one's for those still deciding IF they'll vote at all.
Make voting sexy again: Why so many don’t make an election choice
I remember my brother raising his bottle to congratulate me on the election of “my government” back in 2017. I said: 'it’s your government too,' but he shook his head and assured me it wasn’t.
