Homecoming

                How seamlessly my breathing slows. How naturally I eat with my hands, my fingers enjoying the texture & warmth- a few weeks freedom from the hard metal cutlery we use to take the place of our hands, of ourselves.   How easily I boil water to cool […]

Jerking away from oneself?

  Photo: NLB 2018 As I lay in the Ghana sun – book in hand, warmth in bones and heart – I freeze as I feel something crawling down my leg. I jerk firmly to reclaim my body from this crawling invader who may mean me harm. Only to realise in that moment: it was […]

Double Speak?

I was having a conversation recently. In said conversation the topic turned to equality and diversity (as is standard for so many of my convos). We were discussing workplaces and hiring people who are ‘different’ to us – whatever that difference is to you, your team, your work, your personalities, your culture, your norms. A guy. […]

On foreplay and virginity

Do you ever experience someone saying or doing something really small or simple, but it opens up a WHOLE NEW way of thinking for you? Well thank you Hollie McNish for doing that for me this week! I read a short poem/sketch she shared and *hey presto*, I’m deconstructing the ‘bases’ of sex and doing […]

Disabled fear

I’m not a fearful person. Thankfully. Not much makes me nervous and I am pragmatic and stoic enough to know that shit happens, both good and bad, so tell people you love them and woman up and face whatever comes. But recently I’ve felt fear for the first time because of my disabilities… I was […]

Brave Love

I’ve been thinking of late about love & forgiveness & voila, this poem came to me. It’s only after I’d finished it that I called to mind the wiser, more beautiful words of Kahlil Gibran ‘On Love’ in The Prophet so after you’re read my words, do read The Master’s! Image: GKids What is it […]

I retreated

I arrived emotionally flat, internal turmoil whirling; I sat by the garden window, I wrote poetry about the rain & flowers & I prayed, I drank coffee, I prayed, I cried, I raged, I listened to Switchfoot on loop (The Shadow Proves the Sunshine), I listened to more poetry, I prayed, I drank coffee, I […]