Agora-poetry: day #3

Click here to read about the Agora-Poetry series! Anxiety is a funny thing. As much as I would like to blame my lack of frequent posts on simply laziness, I know that isn’t it – rather, it’s a complicated mess, different strands of different fears merging into one. I’m sure those of you who sufferContinue reading “Agora-poetry: day #3”

Agora-poetry: day #2

Click here to read about the Agora-Poetry series! Today, I didn’t make it outside. And that’s OK. Instead, I spent most of the day wanting to go outside and wanting to do things (which is also why this post and poem have come out at 12am rather than 12pm). Whilst I wanted to boil itContinue reading “Agora-poetry: day #2”

Agora-poetry: day #1

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”

A Self-Care Bath In Quarantine

A poem about taking care of myself in quarantine 🛁