A poem which explores the polarity of two different cultures from the perspective of a second-generation immigrant, and how this can affect the definition of ‘home’.

A poem I wrote while admiring nature and interacting with it. I wanted to feel grounded and recalled a poem I once read in class. Inspired, I decided to follow their experiment with being in nature.

We’ve all had a friend who is difficult to understand; a friend we sometimes don’t like. This poem is a homage to this friend and honours their complexities in all its glory.

This poem delves into the struggles of a protagonist lost in the darkest depths of immorality and sin, battling against their own impulses.

In this poem, I explain that having overlapping health issues and chronic illnesses has led to various symptoms of which I can’t identify the cause. This poem has also been performed live at The Pleasance for SLAMinutes does Mental Health.

Not the Hills Your Mother Walked" reflects on the weight of parental expectations, comparing the writer’s limitations to their mother’s strength and finding freedom embracing their own path.

I’ve often found difficulty in moving on and adapting to change, whether it was physical or emotional, whether it was about people or places. This poem represents the struggle in my mind - always going back and forth, never really able to move on.