Creative Writing
Poems – Autumn
To Be Grown Youth is not a time but a tempest: the peacock’s teal the acid of sun dirty fingernails pulse eyes ache youth is now. When your feet are raw with rust and reel, your eyes droop with the weight of youth, the crimson of you has run out of hurry, You will look […]
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Fabrics Perhaps we have been lied to Perhaps there is no enduring intimacy; no marriage of hearts Minds Bodies Perhaps humans are stitched in and out of one another Shredding, frantic fabrics Tracing each other’s souls in search of forever Perhaps it is time that we smile sadly And bid farewell to eternal touch Lean […]
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Much to the surprise of most of those who know me well, I did not opt to study a writing or language-based subject at university. This contradicted my educational choices thus far, and was in hindsight quite reckless given that those are the only subjects that I know that I can do. Whilst I love […]
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Hello dears… Just came across my creative writing coursework from a couple of years ago. These are two of the flash fictions which I wrote under the theme of ‘death’. A while ago I put a Creative Writing section on this blog (which never I never wrote anything for) but it got lots of views […]
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