Notes from a Domestic Violence Trauma Survivor Below is a letter I had addressed to Redemption Hill Church – the church I was attending and an active member of, and which I had turned to when I was violently assaulted by my ex-husband of eight years. (hereafter I will refer to him as ‘the ex’)…
Who Are You?
This poem is about my father who passed away from pancreatic cancer in 2015. He died within 6 weeks of his diagnosis. After announcing his condition through email, he refused to see anyone for two whole weeks. He was a very independent and proud man who wanted to take care of business before letting people…
Get Comfortable Feeling Fear
How to overcome your fears and live deeply.
In 2015 while I was raising $10,000 USD for a Kickstarter to create my debut album as a Singer-songwriter, a friend of mine asked if I could cover ”Tongue” by R.E.M. It was a reward for one of the higher pledging tiers. I gladly covered the song, never really wondering what it was about, thinking…
What Are Champagne Problems?
As I reflect on the different facets of my relationship with my ex-husband, and the nuances of abuse in our relationship, and as I consider all of the ways I was complicit in keeping the charade of a relationship going with him for 10 years of my life, I have been listening to Taylor Swift…
As if life wasn’t hard enoughYou and I danced a beautifulDance of dysfunction As I look backThere were all these signsBut why did I ignore them? Was it because I wasDrawn to the fireAs a moth is drawn toThe flame? You told me life was preciousBut you didn’t knowJust how precious it wasUntil you walked…
How Do I Let Go?
How do I let goOf someone that was never thereA person that was not realA conceptI fell in love with And did 10 yearsOf my life with? Flesh and bloodDust specks all aroundHe sat in frontOf the computer screen He was mineMine to holdMine to loveMine to touch I was hisHis to useHis to plunderHis…
The Culture and Civilisation of The Merfolk – An Allegorical Tale
One day as I lay in bed I saw a picture in my mind’s eye – I was swimming alone in the depths of an unknown ocean. My hair floated around my head in long and unruly strands, swaying with the currents as I breast-stroked my way through the waters. Before long, an area of…