I see it in every move I make, and the fears I fear overtake. This is what I am meant to do? Or is it simpler? Should I live the natural way? Or force things into an uncomfortable place? Should I stay? Should I stay the same? This has changed everything. I do not know […]
This is a poem I wrote just because I had the idea of using a loonie in the centre of a story. Such a regular object could be transformed into a magical thing to the eye of someone desperate.
This is a poem-type piece I wrote about confidence in today’s society. I used the first person/second person perspectives in different ways to try to show how we hypocritically judge ourselves and others, and help strengthen the circle of hate that our society feeds off of.
This is a poem about my friend, with lots of meanings and confusion, to represent the true occurrence that inspired this story.