I wanted to tell you something, I thought about writing a letter, But I know you think I’m boring, So I thought a poem might be better. Believe it or not, I haven’t written someone a poem before, Limirick, haiku, couplet or sonnet, Never – especially not for someone I now deplore, Before it turned sour, […]
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Women have this weird habit of saying things they don’t mean to other women. I can say this because I am a woman, and I often say things I don’t really mean to other women. I’m sure men do it too, like when they say, “go for it mate, she’s definitely interested”, or, “I mean, it’s […]
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Now this is a story all about how my life got flipped-turned upside down, and I’d like to take a minute, just sit right there, and I’ll tell you how I can’t sit down for too long because I’m in excruciating and relentless pain. For the past five months or so, there’s been a bone […]
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Ah, that age old question I find myself asking daily; am I in the midst of a quarter-life crisis, or was I just being dramatic when I cried about the muesli I dropped on the kitchen floor? I hate clichés, they send a shiver down my spine. But one cliché seems so fitting right now: when […]
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Fleeting and often disappointing, haikus are much like my love life. Think of me like Sylvia Plath, but with Tinder.
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I come from a conventional family; meet the wealthy love of your life by 23, provide your parents with grandchildren by 25, stay at home to create a haven for said husband and children, and when you can’t take the screaming brats any longer, get a part-time desk job at a soulless corporate firm. To […]
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