Often, I’ve thought that we forget the diversity of personalities in modern day society. People are scattered all over the globe, consisting of different races, ethnicities, religious beliefs: and yet we forget about our emotional structure. We all know the frustration when someone doesn’t agree with you, especially if the topic you’re conversing is one […]
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Rounding off the roller-coaster that was 2016, I spent the final weeks of the year in Italy with my family on our first ever skiing holiday. One could say we mistakenly stumbled into a white middle class family’s wet dream. During the two weeks spent in the north of Italy, I accumulated another daily photographic […]
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However childish it may seemingly appear to look up to a pop star’s recovery as a source of inspiration for motivation when battling my own mental health, it has helped. Daily light-hearted reminders like the 2007 meltdown are a less daunting spin on reminding myself that things are alright and that there is always another day to bounce up on when things are seeming like they’re falling apart.
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firstly, they looked me in the eyes, but gaze fell as my leg would rise. i cannot be wide apart, owning space, or worship another, be of different race. with pride they peeled the innocence from me, burning my skin with brutal integrity. and your mouth! they said, you cannot expel fire, or need […]
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BURPING BURGUNDY BREATH BUBBLES POPPING AROUND MY HOME
FROM THE MOMENT I SAW YOU PIERCE MY PHONE
IT’S UNDENIABLE; EVERYONE AROUND ME MUST BE CURSED
I CHALLENGE YOU TO TRY AND MAKE ME FEEL ANY W-
stop it. breathe.
…ORSE STUMBLING TO THE MIRROR WITH MY HAND TRACING THE WALL
BLOTCHED LIPS PEELING BACK AGAINST MY MOUTH ON THE FLOOR
WHAT A WONDERFUL SIGHT
SUCH A WONDERFUL N-
the wound is raw; you’re making it seethe.
…IGHT I’M FINE I SWEAR
JUST IN A CYCLICAL NIGHTMARE
GOT A SILVER LINING WAY UP IN THE CLOUDS
BUT IT’S HARD TO GRAB IT WHEN YOU’RE UNDERG-
i’m trying to think of a better oath than my sorry.
…OUND FEELS GOOD TO GET IT OUT
THROUGH THE RIPPED CHORDS FROM MY MOUTH IT SPOUTS
I DON’T WANT TO BE IN THIS STATE MY EYES ARE SWOLLEN AND SAD
SORRY ABOUT THE WINE, DAD
tomorrow we’ll start patching up our body.
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During the summer of 2015, our school embarked on an art trip organised by our art department to the home of renaissance art and magnificent galleries: Florence, Italy. Six grueling yet equally unforgettable days under blistering Italian sunlight along with the burning unavoidable pain of “chub rub”, blisters, badly-chosen heels on stone pavements and a dangerously limited […]
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1) WHEN DID YOU START WRITING? My motivation to direct my creativity into words sparked in Primary School. Having been a devoted reader for years, the majority of my emotions were kept under the lock and key of a book: an alternate world in which I could mentally escape. Of course this excludes typical tantrums, which […]
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