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

This poem explores the tension between outward appearances and inner turmoil, depicting a speaker who feels misunderstood, fragile, and haunted by unseen struggles.

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.

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.

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.

Inspired by the automated tannoy announcements on the underground – a setting which often triggers me – this poem explores the crossovers between my mental, physical and emotional health issues.

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