Academic work

Not Custard

 1) I used to avoid yellow, my grandma said it would wash me out. Pale skin and lemon is never okay. I had no choice when secondary school meant yellow polo shirts against my newly bleached hair. I was a walking canary.   2) My grandad was awarded the tallest sunflower of our town. Its… Continue reading Not Custard

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Happy Pills

They prescribe you a different colour, a magic dose, higher and higher. No student discount on those happy pills, but the unemployed are the typical buyer.   For it's some instant fix (well worth the try) that make you brain-dead. But, who's to believe you, when it's all inside your head?   'How are you… Continue reading Happy Pills

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HOWL (Allen Ginsberg) – My version

I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by validation from Instagram praise, and seeing the world through their phone’s camera lense. Who absentmindedly critique a stranger’s outfit, or snarl in envy at her relationship, advertised on Facebook like a billboard. Who forget their friend’s birthdays, for memory is unnecessary when notified by an… Continue reading HOWL (Allen Ginsberg) – My version

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Break Up Writing

She did that thing with her hair. Twisting it playfully around her finger like a loose thread. In the same manner she did on our first date. It used to be endearing, flirtatious even, but right now it’s pissing me off. It’s too dark for her pasty complexion. Once, it shone caramel; the colour, contagious… Continue reading Break Up Writing