A poem about the awkwardness of ordering takeaway when you live in a flat.
Drummond Street
Alphabet Superset week 4 do-over, about a place (as it should be)
Dragging Myself Over A Hurdle.
Alphabet Superset week 4 is about struggling with this week's challenge (the letter D).
Protected: A Schoolgirl Dreams of California
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From Beverley to Bloomsbury
A short poem questioning what town I come from, written for Alphabet Superset.
The Abbey.
A poem inspired by Lord Byron's ancestral home, Newstead Abbey.
Ersatz
A poem inspired by my Starbucks order. CW - eating disorders.
The song I’d like Alex Turner to write about me
I'd like to see you with a beer in your hand Swaying on the side of the stage, singin along to my band I’d like for your disdainful smile to catch my eye And to know what it means, to know you were havin a good time I'd like for your voice to call me... Continue Reading →
For A Pessimist, I’m Pretty Optimistic (a rewrite)
Sing, sing, Sing of arms and of the men Who only want to leave Sing, sing, See yourself in the mirror Say what you need to hear You think that you can come here Like I'll say how to fix things Like the chorus doesn't matter Like you don't know better? I put my faith... Continue Reading →
The Picture of Dorian Gray.
I feel like a badly drawn picture of a girl Bent out of shape, losing features in the swirl Or the dot of the Impressionist brush Something about being such a beautiful mess is a headrush I feel like a child's illustration of a woman My features indistinguishable from others I could embody a Picasso;... Continue Reading →
Late Romantic 