~A place to share my random thoughts, opinions and snippets of writing. A collation of work in one place. Welcome to chaos ❤
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Broken Butterfly Wings
I smile with the grace of butterfly wings a gentle flutter and though the wind offers me a soft caress, I cannot help but shiver in its cool embrace baby hairs tickle my nose and forehead but I do not move them away. I watch the world spin through the clouds and so I swing Read more
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Honours- An Ending & Beginning
It’s been some time since I have posted a thesis update- I’m not very good at keeping consistent with social media. But after having received my results on Friday, I decided it’s time to fill everyone in. Just an FYI- I got a High Distinction!! SO, WHAT IS MY THESIS ACTUALLY ABOUT? It feels nice Read more
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Woods of Wildness and Wonder
I found an Overland article some time ago called ‘The Wildness of Girlhood’ (2019) by Bonnie Mary Liston. This article was able to capture experiences I could only dream of describing. She writes; “There is a period in many little girls’ lives, around the age of ten, where they go completely wild. Not in the Read more
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poemsanddreamsandnothings
She weaved through the cosmoscoaxing starlit dreams from my headgrasping them with cold, dead fingers shebottled them up andwelcomed them into the abyss.A lulling whisper to“seize the day”and so I read all nightuntil my soul ached andi waited for the darkness to claim me consciousnessand i hoped with every stupid fibreof my being, falling fallingback Read more
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3 Weeks, 3 Breakdowns…
(Less about my thesis, more about the experience in this one) So I have been fairly terrible at documenting how my honours journey has been going so far… I suppose since my friend Brigitte passed away I have struggled to feel connected to this project. But I am in my third week now, I am Read more
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Confessional Poetry: A Eulogy
I truly don’t know where to start with this. On Saturday the 18th of February, I received the most devastating news. My beautiful friend Brigitte Beaney had passed away unexpectedly. The following content is ridiculously personal, vulnerable, sensitive and explicit. But these little journal entries and poems have allowed me to feel like I’ve honoured Read more
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