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When the fire alarm rings
A piercing fear starts out, initially like a scream. It grows louder and suddenly that scream rings in every chamber in your head....
Oct 11, 20203 min read


My house. A poppy.
I want to live in the petals of a poppy. Peel them, bend them, to my will, So that I will never fall out of it. Embrace the red – the own...
Aug 17, 20201 min read


Poem: The lighthouse of Dover
The lighthouse of Dover The white of the lighthouse blinds, And the depth of the cliff finds, My figure above it. The salt in the sea,...
Aug 4, 20201 min read


Creative piece: Cry for me. It's my birthday
Shaky thin hands. Red nail polish chipping. Tears rest in a bubble. ‘Come on Laura. They’re lighting the candles!’ A small room filled...
Jul 8, 20201 min read
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