Notebook
Thoughts invade my sepia silence, a blank notebook once untouched by life. I dip my…
poem
Hora Aurea
I used to love birthdays, when the water reflected the sky like a sharp cut…
jigsaw pieces
jigsaw pieces on the floor orphaned words without a home a constellation of frenzied thoughts…
Revival
Each night I pray that I will meet my lover once again. His name rhymes…
Humanity on a Scale
If a being that’s separate from us mortals, made a final judgement based on morals,…
aftermath
eyes glance scared stare i fold into you you dig your fingers into me with…
Asking For It
TRIGGER WARNING: Sexual harassment. “She’s asking for it by wearing that dress” Clothes should…
I Am Not Your playground
I sat in the bath for hours after you touched me. You invaded my space…
It’s not me, its you
I kept devaluing myself every time you left me on read until I realised I…