I’m Sorry For What I Said Last Night
I’m sorry for what I said last night, I did not mean it. I promise I didn’t, I never could, I just don’t seem to think things through. I have butter fingers and wet lips that let knives slip. I […]
Toxic Love
I think I have finally realised where I have been going wrong all this time. Every boy that’s been mine has been ‘mine’ for a different reason. He was the cigarette. He was slowly burning out my lungs with lethal […]
The Body You’re In
You know you’re not just bones and skin You should be happy with the body you’re in From the sorrow behind your eyes we’d find The wonderful thoughts that fill your mind The way your small hands used to create […]
An Unsolvable Puzzle
(Art by Rachelle Cox) Body, soul, all as one, But sometimes they go against each other, Like enemies who can’t be in the same room, Or they are best friends, like sister and brother. Body, made up of Cells, tissue, […]
Piñata
My emotion spills through my ink. I give you my own blood willingly for you to sample. Alas, I soon harden and set. I fashion my own noose and suddenly I cannot move anymore. Bounded, in a singular form I […]
My Mannequin
Unblemished and blank she is, A statue with breath so colourless and unable to call To passers-by with bags weighing their arms: An empty canvas laid bare for all. She catches my attention like The pretty dream catcher that she […]
Too Big
In personality and in frame She was a loud painting Colourful, fascinating, strange She exceeded the size of any standard piece of art She was a masterpiece Too colourful, too complicated, Too big to fit into your bedroom Too weird […]
No U-turn
School corridors – breeding grounds for torment, humiliation and devastation. unlike a playground or yard, where it’s somewhat easier to make a quick U-turn, the necessary journey from A to B becomes a nervous scuttle. Head down. Shoulders likewise. Zero […]
Who Taught You To Criticise Your Body?
The harsh reality is that the overwhelming majority of us dislike ourselves much more than those who can comfortably compliment themselves. From such a young age we are restricted to the expectations and pressures of a perfect body. We learn […]
Things I’ve Learnt
My First words were spattered with influence- “mama”, “dada”- a direct command, a pointed finger at those that would mould me and the world in which I would be created, post-birth, pre-growth, a blank canvas. By four I had already […]