Poem | Stay

Any other weekend, I’d be out and about. But not this weekend. Not this week. Not this month. And not for the foreseeable.

Poem | When The Words Won’t Come

Talking is a hugely important part of normalising discussions surrounding mental health, breaking down barriers and making change possible. But there is so much more to be done.

Poem | Endless Grey

Autumn has well and truly arrived. The rain has been almost relentless over the last week, the skies are perpetually grey, and all of a sudden the pavements are darker and damper and coated in leaves.