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Category: Poetry

EX-CETERA (Nine Pens, 2023)

I recently shared on my social media accounts the exciting news that my new poetry collection, EX-CETERA, will be published … More

books, indie publishing, new book, new books, news, poems, poetry, poetry books, poetry collection, publishing

Apotropaic

Apotropaic Last night I found the earrings I was wearing when you died. I’ll never wear them again, but I … More

death, family, grief, life, loss, memory, mortality, poem, poetry, trauma, writing

When I First Bled – Commended Winner in The Poetry Society’s National Poetry Competition 2021

I’m so excited to share this news with you… My poem ‘When I First Bled’ is a commended winner in … More

competition, National Poetry Competition, National Poetry Competition 2021, NPC 2021, poem, poetry, poets, prize, The Poetry Society, writers, writing

Liberteens

“Located in a peaceful and secluded part of Southgate, Priory Hospital North London is set within a striking Grade I … More

addiction, alcohol, childhood, drugs, memories, mental illness, nostalgia, overdose, poem, poetry, teenage, teenagers, teens, youth

Diary Entries – 11/52

Monday super sad again today, choosing names for children that I’ll never have. Tuesday thinking about that time we took … More

Daily Diary, diary, grief, journal, memoir, mental illness, notebook, poem, poetry, prose poem, prose poetry, prosetry, real life, writing

Can’t/Won’t Write

Well he asked me what I was passionate about and I said writing, I’m a writer, and he asked me … More

drunk, prose poem, prose poetry, prosetry, secrets, sex, short story, strangers, writing

Found in Phone Notes

09:23 The last time I met Emily Dickinson in my dreams we had coffee and ice cream, and I taught … More

depression, dreams, grief, mental illness, poems, poetry, prose poetry, trauma, writing

Icarus

It was a sad thing to discover that the sensation of your lit cigarette burying its hot head in the pale crook of … More

love, myth, pain, poem, poetry, relationships, violence, writing

One Time at Camden Lock

1 / I watch the man in the crumpled white shirt take a swig from his can of Stella and … More

alcohol, Camden Town, crime, life, London, love, memory, mental illness, murder, observation, poetry, prose, prosetry, relationships, short prose, short story

Another Time at Camden Lock

It’s a strange feeling, this, to be left alone in the middle of a crowd, to be abandoned by people … More

Camden Town, depression, drunk, lies, London, love, poem, poetry, relationships, suicidal, writer, writing

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