It’s so close I could almost tell myself I’m inside. But there’s always that line, There’s always too little time. And I’m back outside....

Johnny sat in his fruit shop Safe behind his counter top. Lounging about on his stool, Looking out at all the rushing fools. You see, he...

People talk. Here and there, Him and her, They all do, It's normal, I hear. They joke, Point fingers, They stand around and laugh. Very...

Where are the words I’m looking Connecting Searching Cannot find them I had my head above All the time Losing them was never an option...

A case for more inclusive academic writing I have a couple of questions for writers in academia. Do you want me to zone out a dozen times...

How do you come up with questions so fast? Don't you need to think Plan Anticipate Preempt Assume Guess Second guess Reject Filter Censor...

There is an expiry date on grief, Especially a while after an expiry date. Nobody asks after you after a while, So what do you do if the...

Do I dare dive off? Standing on the edge, That is the question facing me on this ledge. Do I dare dive off? And face free fall Or back...

The lights on the hill, They're all I see. Ever blinking and never still, They call out to me. They twinkle like the stars in the sky,...

Look, see, watch, and learn As your candle continues to burn. The shorter it gets, the longer the shadows, And only darkness once the...

It doesn’t matter if you’re alone, Or in a crowd. Whether it’s a still silence, Or the music’s blaring loud. Whether you’re standing...

It’s amazing what even a blur can inspire, I realised it as I looked at a window, A window I looked at and not just through. I saw the...

Beyond the numbness and the bitter cold Lies a story of winter often untold, Of change and a new beginning. Up and down, around and...

Others made me what I am. Piece by piece, Put me together, Till I was one piece. There I stood, in someone’s spot. Strong and solid, or...

Here it is, the end of an age. The long avoided but overdue turning of the page. The demise of a two-faced hope— A lifeline and noose,...

O heart. What do you see at the heart of art? Is it a gaping hole or the whole in a part? What is it that moves you so and how? So much...

Whatever I ever had to say Has now been said in heaps of text. And let the chips fall where they may, But now, I wonder what comes next?...

When I want to say something, I want to say it well, With well-chosen words Like a wizard’s spell. I want them to work magic While at...

What is trust and what is faith, When honour is weakness and every truth a lie? Does it matter whether it is the first or the eighth?...

It’s a rare and still night out there, With hardly a star seen through the clouds. Humidity and heat lie heavy in the air, And not even a...