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. 

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sharp spiky cacti against a black background

Poem | I’m Sorry To Say

I apologise too much. It's not a good thing – but I still maintain that I'd rather be sorry than not.

Honest Haiku: Fourteen

There are so many adverts around these days that empower women; shampoo commercials that feature boxing; tampon adverts that show carefree women cycling in bright white shorts; This Girl Can. What makes me chuckle, however, is how women are sometimes described; the words that are chosen to advertise these things.

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.