PinnedPublished inThe Howling OwlWithered HydrangeasOn losing a loved one and survivor’s guilt — a free verse poemSep 2533Sep 2533
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PinnedPublished inThe RiffLondon Calling: I Went to the Roots of Punk, and Here’s What I Found.To quote the Sex Pistols, is there still anarchy in the UK?Jul 824Jul 824
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Published inThe Penny PubToo Close for Comfort: How I Face (Social) Anxiety in Crowded RoomsBusy supermarkets, cafés & co. are my worst enemyNov 82Nov 82
Published inThe RiffThe Ick Factor: Do Indie Bands Sell Out by Going Mainstream?The strange logic behind success-induced disgust in musicNov 244Nov 244
Published inThe Black VeilA Woman Must Feast: Confessions of a Bloodthirsty QueenEkphrastic poem inspired by the anthology TV series American Horror StorySep 33Sep 33