you will wish you could unlearn the words people have used to describe you. you will unlearn words you have used to describe others. you will let go of the anger you spelled the same as your middle name. you will embrace the anger fuelling fires of change. you will stop setting fires … Continue reading A list poem for my past self
I find peace in being self aware rather than trying to decide if there is something bigger than me out there. So when Poe writes about Annabel Lee and her tomb in the sea, or when Heathcliff begs Cathy at the tree to haunt him, I see my own face in varying guises of the … Continue reading She looked for something higher but found herself instead
I could probably fool anyone if I tried. I am small and I am lithe. I do not look my age or act it - I am an old soul with windowless eyes and I try and I try and I try - to be everything and nothing, to be extraordinary and just me - … Continue reading The fool
I would like to forgive my body if only I knew how. Perhaps I should write a list of everything I dislike and light it with a match; watch it smoulder with eager eyes and a glass of wine. Or I should write a list of my favourite parts and scrawl them across every mirror. … Continue reading Forgiveness
Originally published on Blank Paper Press Gagnier’s Swear To Me, his first collection explicitly addressing mental health was a triumph. It united writers from across the globe and there was a raw honesty within the pages which helped me feel less alone as I read it. Gagnier calls us ‘legion’ and here, as ‘all the … Continue reading Review of All The Lonely People, Nicholas Gagnier
