Poems
Synchronised Crying
I am seduced by performative female friendships. Synchronised crying, secrets are currency. Group bathroom trips, beckoned with urgency. “She’s crying” they whisper in unison, a symphony. Rejoicing in feeling needed, as if our lives’ mission is... read moreSilence is golden
I was bored so wrote a poem! This was shortly after getting two medical school rejections in one day and wanting to monopolize on that sadness. Worshipping my grief and all that… ….. I thought I was okay with being alone, when only the word... read more
hey! i'm an 20 year old medical student living it up in london! i spend my spare time playing dixie chicks on guitar (badly), attempting to do yoga and turning it up at my church.