Maybe our dreams are more voices in our heads than we think.
Louder than we hear,
Until we choose to listen.

Maybe our dreams are more voices in our heads than we think.
Louder than we hear,
Until we choose to listen.
I bought a new camera and these are photos from the first couple of adventures I’ve had with it 🙂
Read MoreI have not yet learned to notice
How time jumps
Or how the clocks don’t tick
Put simply, this is a personal essay about how I became the writer I am today. I revisit some of the poems that kickstarted my journey as a writer and more specifically, a poet, and how I discovered my love for poetry. I take a look at some of the obstacles I overcame to get to where I am, and how I came to welcome my identity as a writer. Basically, it’s going to be a bit of a long one, so buckle up!
Writing is such a big part of me, so much so that I’m just not me when I’m not writing.
Read MoreI went on a short trip to Moonta Bay with my boyfriend between Christmas and New Years and in a word it was.. lovely. It was simultaneously relaxing and exciting to just get away for a bit from routine and see some new things. When I came back I swear my skin has never been…
Read MoreThere’s nothing to see
But there’s something to feel.
Sometimes I wish I could be like a tree.
If I were a tree at least I’d know my purpose (or I wouldn’t know I had one).
But instead I’m here, not still but not moving, questioning…
Who am I supposed to be?
Read MoreI have recently acquired an old film camera of my dads. I’ve been wanting to shoot film for ages and ages but have been waiting for the perfect opportunity to try it out before investing lots of money in a camera.. so when this one simply fell into my hands I was beyond thrilled. I’ve…
Read MoreYou have left stain
Upon stain
Upon me
Across the surface of my body
And upon my brain
It’s a wonder my skin
Hasn’t turned red yet.