Thank you to Allen Ginsburg for the inspo….
In solidarity, we rise (a poem)
That time I was out running and a man stopped behind me. I felt scared. Until this hooded woman appeared…
When I can’t speak (a poem)
I’ve been doing Wim Hof breathing every morning and it creates some wild sensations. Here’s one…
The Mad Moon
A poem about the woman in the moon.
West Bay, Dorset
A poem about standing on the beach at West bay in Dorset
Howl By Annie Ridout I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by the patriarchy, starving ‘hysterical’ objectified, dragging themselves through each day with the additional burden of caring for all the kids, as well as parents and their friends, employees, freelancers, employers, fellow parents on the school run, who like them are overworked … Read more