It's a funny thing, opening the door to be face-to-breast with a completely naked stranger.
Tag: Poetry
Honest Haiku: Thirteen
My thighs seem to have sparked a summer fling and are inseparable, bringing with them another seasonal problem.
Poem | Building Up To This
I've been to a fair few weddings this year, and invitations are already rolling in for 2020; so here's a short, simple and sweet poem inspired by those who are Just Married.
Book Review | Nicotine and Napalm, by Emily Priest
This is not fluffy poetry. It's filled with Emily's feelings; her wants, needs, regrets. There's pain, darkness, and guts galore.
Poem | Waking up with Depression
I do not offer this as a definitive description of what it is like for everyone to wake up with depression, but it is an offering, a thought, an imagination, and a representation of one morning, for one person, at one time.
Honest Haiku: Twelve
It's the end of Mental Health Awareness Week. Like many others out there, I've spent the last five days trying to work out how to contribute to this with my own thoughts.
Poem | Street dreams
Homelessness is heartbreaking, and with all the stats and facts and stereotypes out there it's easy to forget the real people behind the cardboard signs and sleeping bags.
Poem | Asylum in Print
I like nothing better than escaping into a good book. It's my favourite kind of holiday; taking a break from my own life and delving into someone else's, finding solace between pages.
Honest Haiku: Eleven
Easter got me thinking about eggs; not just the ones covered in foil (yum) but the ones I have inside me, too.
Honest Haiku: Ten
This haiku was inspired by an admission I made while chatting to friends recently. Brutal? Maybe. Efficient? Definitely.
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