Outside by Jayda Marí
I’m used to not fitting in Being the odd one out On the outside looking in Being able to getContinue Reading
I’m used to not fitting in Being the odd one out On the outside looking in Being able to getContinue Reading
I thought I could find myself I thought I could be free I thought I could grow into the personContinue Reading
Could an extended kiss, breath heldBe that peeling elixir?To plunge into the well,Flooding our beingsWith the radiance of youth –Continue Reading
She wore only an expression of fatal illusions, The power to capture and tear off at whim Those moths whichContinue Reading
In response to Forever Endeavour asking, for International Woman’s Day, “what does being a creative woman mean to you?” WithContinue Reading
stairs are too narrow and will waver for a momentwhen I try and find the light in this spacewhere touchingContinue Reading
Two friends with time to fill Together always and still alive They’ll meet again on the hill Coffee dates andContinue Reading
to Alexandra On a night far away from yoursI’m under an ancient chestnut treepink feathers are mirrored on the sunsetContinue Reading








