Free falling, a light in the far distance seems to scream at you. Reminiscent of the scene in the animated film, Sinbad: Legend of the …
“Enough talking. Time for some screaming”
FEAR (a prose poem)
When you grow up assuming your independence, the fear of being alone creeps up on you in ways unprecedented. Balking at rom-coms and hailing the …
The Face of Fear
I think the thing about staring into the face of fear is that it’s often a choice. You either decide to bite the bullet and …
A Dead Girl’s Villanelle
You said you were terrified of death – nearedBeing in a place you have never knownBut I think it was really life you feared – …
The fear within
I am someone who vehemently objects to the notion that dreams have any meaning beyond your brain creating a sequence of images from its own …
As Pretty as a Picture: Landscapes in the Climate Crisis
Landscapes have been a popular muse of Western artists since the seventeenth century. Marshmallow skies, abundant harvests and tempestuous seas possess timeless attraction to painters …
Who wakes up like this?
What is your natural state? I’m thinking just-got-out-of-bed, flatmates-are-all-away, no-chance-of-seeing-anyone-for-hours-(maybe-days)-natural state. Your lazy, effortless, easy-peasy, bare-bones basics. And how much does that differ from when …
The Spectacle & the Battle for Climate Justice
Long gone are the days when the climate apocalypse could be denied by sceptical, empirical observers. A week after scorching temperatures burned southern England, from …
“My name means nature”
We believe we are connected to our sense of self by the name we are given at birth. In actuality, we choose to identify with …
Waves
I think they’re mocking me now. they’re just layers of flat, foamy trepidation; spread wide, sweeping slowly over the sand, under my shoes and fizzing …