Tag Archives: Poetry

free spirit.

I hadn’t been to a gig/concert in a long time. Music was something I had recently relegated to Spotify playlists out of convenience, but when the chance to see Khalid in London came up, it satisfied what I had long been craving – listening to raw, transcendent melody live in the flesh. The ballads ‘Better’Continue reading “free spirit.”

face of a coward.

The next few weeks will be testing. The imminent emergence of yesteryear followed by a chance to finally confront the truth on a hard-fought-for podium. 362 days I have waited, and for a minute, I had lost hope that I would ever be given the chance to unbury myself. But the build-up has proved toContinue reading “face of a coward.”

forty days.

You could say I might be a tad egotistical for fixating on this eponymous day rather than starting off by talking about Lent as a whole, but cut me some slack. Ash Wednesday is practically a second birthday to me, I’ve already had people wishing me (seriously). And as fun as Pancake Day was yesterdayContinue reading “forty days.”

stamps of sugihara

In times of extreme geo-political conflict, the law of the jungle naturally promotes an ‘every man for himself’ kind of attitude, as a core way of self-preservation. Of course, there is the occasional individual sacrifice and collective war effort to be seen, but there is also much tribalism, the protection of one’s own interests vehementlyContinue reading “stamps of sugihara”