That was the year I was thirty

Sorry in advance if my writing’s a bit clunky in this blog. I’ve been finding it hard to write recently. I think this is because I’m a little stressed at the moment and my mind reacts to stress by abruptly switching off, like an overheated laptop. Regardless, it’s a birthday tradition to celebrate my continued…

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A marriage poem

It’s not that I want to be like this.  It’s just that I exist in bits — cells I can’t quite contain.  And if I can’t, then who can? Once I was offered a ring and I thought, What would happen if I committed to him In a legal and public way?  Would I suddenly…

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