A wall filled with lilac, dark red and green areas. On the green area there are white neon letters hanging. The neon letters say: this must be the place.

Lyrics & Poetry

The Harvest

So many men are sick, broken or in denial. Thoughts and prayers.

Phenomenally

See women for who they truly are and become an ally. I dare you.

The Bear

You know what women really want, right? It ain't that hard. 

Salt on the Earth

Leave your narcissist ex and voodoo doll behind and rise.

Easy A

An homage to the wonderful world of AI. It's such a blessing, isn't it?

Talent

Look at all those red pill boys. They're so... special, are they not?

Safe

To all the 'not all men' men out there, this one's for you.



Black and white portret of Nancy Tjalondo

Nancy Tjalondo

Writer, storyteller, explorer. Granddaughter, daughter, little sister, friend. Lover of dogs, sun, mountains, books and cheese. Doesn't care much for sweets, mosquitoes and mansplainers. Some people call her Cookie.

 

Stepped out of an 8-year relationship with a covert narcissist, lost her mother to cancer 4 months later and hit rock bottom like a glass house on concrete. Crawled back up again. Sold her house, quit her job and is traveling the world solo since October 2024.

 

She hopes to write from her front porch of her tiny house near the woods someday, with her 2 dogs resting at her feet. Has to find the location first where she wants to settle and grow roots. She smiles every time she thinks about it. Needless to say Nancy likes to talk about herself in the third person.