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Flutters Of Memory

This is actually a poem which I wrote for the FOURALL Magazine Spring Internship Program as a Creative Writing Intern, and it was featured in FOURALL Magazine’s sixth issue. I’m pretty proud of it, so I thought I’d post it here too. The poem focuses on memories and draws off of some of my fondest memories with old friends. I hope you enjoy it!

Sweet Dream, Bitter Reality Excerpt

Looking forward to the release of my next novella, Sweet Dream, Bitter Reality? If you’re curious about the book, why not have a little taste right now? This is the prologue to Sweet Dream, Bitter Reality–or ‘Chapter 0’, as I’m calling it. I hope you enjoy this little introduction to my next novella!

Grey Eyes

Time for a break from the short stories! Get ready for an emotional little poem I wrote called ‘Grey Eyes’, where I experimented with the formatting a little through indenting (completely inspired by my recent studies of Christina Rosetti in college, by the way) and really focused on the placement of the words within the poem. I hope you enjoy it!

EUTR – Three Years

Hi! This is the fifth short story from my upcoming LGBT+ short story/advice collection, Everything Under The Rainbow! You can find out more about it on my Upcoming Releases page – just click here! Three Years covers the worryingly-long waiting lists for the NHS gender clinic and how it can affect trans people waiting for their first appointments. Read on to find out how Jessica comes to terms with this in Three Years!

EUTR – Smoke Rings & Pride Flags

Hey! This is the third short story from my upcoming LGBT+ short story/advice collection, Everything Under The Rainbow! You can find out more about it on my Upcoming Releases page – just click here! Smoke Rings & Pride Flags covers both the general youth issues of underage smoking and peer pressure as well as the information that gay and lesbian people in the UK are more likely to smoke than straight people. Read on to find out how Jason deals with fitting in and avoiding peer pressure at a youth group in Smoke Rings & Pride Flags!

The Smokers

With this poem, I’ve attempted to translate the everyday into something a little more poetic. Unusually (at least for me), I put a lot of effort into creating a rhythm for the words, rather than just letting the words flow and seeing how they end up. The first line swam through my head during a day in college with such a particular sound that I couldn’t help but be captivated by this normal yet morbidly beautiful idea. Thus, this poem was created. You can read it now!

Cliff

I’ve got a relatively short but poignant poem prepared for you today! Cliff takes the physical image of a cliff and twists it into a metaphor so that it stands for the self–in this case, my self. At only two stanzas long, it’s definitely not one of my more wordy pieces, but it was written at a fairly thoughtful time in my life and rereading it has conjured up those same emotions and thoughts I was experiencing then. It was interesting, at least, and I hope you find reading it just as interesting!

Tea

This poem was prompted by Potted Purple Mag’s seventh issue’s theme, ‘Culture’. It’s a pretty weird topic for me, and one that I’ve considered before in my writing, since I often find myself wondering what my culture actually is–what it means to be British, in other words. For this poem, my mind immediately went to the age-old stereotype: tea. But I wanted to transform it through personal memories which are unironically ‘tea-stained’, showing the people behind the hot drink which might as well be a meme at this point. So, here are my thoughts on tea; I hope you enjoy reading them!