A photographic look back on April as I meander into May. I’m delighted to start a new month. // Word Count: 447
Personal diary on my experiences with short-term therapy. May be triggering to those with mental illnesses. Day 6: The sixth session. // Word Count: 687
An intertextual poem using “Town” by Hannah Stephenson. This is about Windsor, the city I only live in. // Word Count: 358
A few of my ponderings and thoughts about ethnicity (which in this case is my ethnicity). // Word Count: 807
I knew today would be eventful—a final exam and my boyfriend arriving from out of town—but fate had something else in store for me for today’s journey. // Word Count: 955
My phone’s predictive text is sometimes accurate (for instance, autocorrecting “ruck” and “duck” to “fuck”); sometimes, it is not. More found poetry. // Word Count: 267
Some found poems.