What I’ve Learnt Since Finishing University

I finished University in April 2018, and graduated in July. What I was massively unprepared was what was to come with post-university life, and how much I'd be faced with once I'd handed in that final essay and embraced what I initially saw as gold tainted 'freedom.' Although you're technically an adult, as far as … Continue reading What I’ve Learnt Since Finishing University

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They Told Us

They told us we were special, Each gift-wrapped like collectables, scraping ink into papers on tables with cries for help engraved into tainted wood.   They told us we had talent, From colouring inside the lines, bringing outlines to life, with rainbows and felt-tips, tip-toeing across the blank space Like crowds, protesting, chaos over what … Continue reading They Told Us

Life After University

As much as finishing my degree was a huge accomplishment and relief, with Final Year being the most stressful moment of my academic career, one thing I was never prepared for were the emotions that came with post-university life. Many would see finishing university as returning to the 'real world' and make joke of having to … Continue reading Life After University

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

In This Foreign Space

With the aid of Google Maps, hand in hand we walk as obscenely clueless tourists down narrow streets. I had been before, you had not. I felt it my duty to make it worth the hype I had prized it.   Admist the crowds You keep me anchored Like it’s only the two of us … Continue reading In This Foreign Space

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Coffee Prescribed

First time medicated was in the library. 3 deadlines that week and my eyes are splitting. The laptop screen, the closest I’ve got to intimacy in weeks. I guess it breathes, it makes enough noise to resemble something humane. Why, when you’ve got so much to do Do you check Facebook when you know you’re … Continue reading Coffee Prescribed