As an ace/aro individual, I often feel pressured by a society that prioritises amatonormativity. To counter this, I draw strength from history and mythology, looking to powerful women and goddesses who thrived without companionship, reminding me to embrace who I am.

This poem is inspired by Lewis Carroll's Jabberwocky. It was created by combining nonsense poetry and a horror tale which was a fun experiment. It's one of my favourite pieces I've made.

花見 /ˈhəˈnɑːmi/ (especially in Japan) the practice or custom of viewing cherry blossoms when they are in full bloom.

Being chronically ill means having to contact my GP often and this work shows the hassle of trying to get in touch with them—as well as my exasperation and desperation with them.

This poem explores the small joys and comforts of daily life. It reflects on the creative process and the hope that tomorrow brings, acknowledging both the uncertainties and the potential for joy and growth.

This poem delves into the harrowing memories of my grandmother's time in a concentration camp during WWII. Amidst the brutality and despair, it highlights the small acts of kindness that symbolises hope and the will to survive. Each shared morsel becomes a promise of endurance and a testament to the human spirit's resilience.

This poem explores the cyclical nature of time on memories and foresight, with vivid imagery, historical allusions, and subtle religious undertones