Existence

Take It

Sometimes I would write the words I needed to read. This one fell out as a potential video script. I thought better of it and left it as written / spoken word.

Poems, Spoken Word | Existence | 2024

Was

I found myself hospitalised from stress. Once again facing a tired and overworked nurse forced to fight EEG machine pads and me. Another second chance.

Poems | Existence | 2024

Puff Enough

In the middle of a long dark period, I remembered my nan. A seamstress with a stylish cigarette, a working class ethic and a warm, positive outlook.

Poems | Existence | 2024