Two days ago, I decided to go for a walk around my local neighbourhood. For most, this of course sounds normal, pleasant even. Unfortunately for me, I have symptoms of agoraphobia, which means getting my feet outside the door, let alone get them moving, is challenging enough. When I finally made the push to goContinue reading “Agora-poetry: day #1”
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Robbed
A poem because I’m a sad young person.
A Self-Care Bath In Quarantine
A poem about taking care of myself in quarantine 🛁
