I don't miss much from the country I grew up in. I'm only missing the space between the notable events and people.
Disappointing my younger self or growing into future me?
Claim your life back, one breath at a time (a short story)
Restless and anxious, I come back home. Meaning, I sit back down with my laptop to write you a short story.The days are still dark now in February, one storm after the other blowing through the UK and my mind. Dark days indeed I think, scrolling through twitter: adults attacking a teen climate fighter, hate... Continue Reading →
Rebel for life #poem
Close my eyes Grey hell alive Roots in the sky Asking why, oh why? Open my eyes Green bells survive Wind so harsh and dry Whispering sight, oh my Stretch my legs Oh how they strive For trees in lakes high Howling tongue-tied Raise my fist Rebel for life Awake now, people stand-by Hear my... Continue Reading →
Speak not of love to deny it #poem
Good and badThat's how evil thinksTalk of virtueWatch their hearts sink Fifty shades of self-denialNoses crossing over shadowsMessiahs turning in their gravesseeing their followers new clothes Speak not of love to deny itShow me no grace if ever flauntedTil death do us part, I spit on youI rather have my lonely home haunted
Forever valentine #poem
Arms long enough to wrap around my neckYet I cuff hugs from strangers who won't call my bluffHold many hands with my outstretched limbsGo home to pizza and TV Write of solitude and heartache galoreDream of soulmates who bake and tan on the shoreFingers interlocked, the remote lost in the couchBlink twice, only I am... Continue Reading →
Writing nothing but #poem
Knowing nothing butthat leaving is a return home Feeling nothing butthat healing is a dance that shows both light and darkness, up and downthink you're winning only to frown Understanding nothing butthat this road knots into me alone Seeing nothing butthat thoughts cannot move me if blown way out of scale, watching their shadowsI long... Continue Reading →
On finishing my first TV script – am I a script writer yet?
A few weeks ago I finally finished an idea that I've been working on for over a year. In it, we follow three generations of women across three different time lines to explore the trauma they inflict on each other, as well as their journey to motherhood. In a way, I was trying to work... Continue Reading →
My God is stronger than yours #poem
My God is stronger than yours For he lives in sinners and saints alike He seeps through skin with rain not wars Divides your lies from words before his strike Your God cries and you're non the wiser Pray for cravings and still vex his light Ask for the world, watch him swallow advisors Now... Continue Reading →
