A Poem Grown In The Dark, August 2020 In autumn before-times My plan was to keep My hyacinth bulbs, left In darkness to sleep. In springtime, in lockdown, I set the bulbs free. To my horror, my plants Had been following me. They could not be contained. They had been locked away Without water or … Continue reading A Poem Grown In The Dark
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Hello! Here are three poems that I wrote and thought were great about a decade ago! I'm not sure how I feel about them now, except that these are the closest thing to a time machine I'll ever have. I spent a lot of time being sad, bi, and lovelorn when I was 18, and … Continue reading Three Poems I Wrote when I was Eighteen
poems I sleep next to is a poetic examination of how love and self-love can feel when it is reciprocated, fought for, and let go. The poems have no titles, so they’re almost one big poem, almost a prose story. The story begins with a hope that the reader can find self-love, then travels through … Continue reading Review – poems I sleep next to, By Shelby Eileen
I don’t usually enjoy my birthdays that much. I have a frustrating habit of keeping my birthday a secret to avoid any kind of fuss. No longer. It’s my birthday next week and I wish to be showered in love and ethically-mined diamonds. Come, my lovelies, and give unto me your biggest fuss. Here are … Continue reading King For A Day
A staple of my old blog from one million years ago, my mini book reviews are back! Get yourself comfy, make your favourite drink, and take a whistle-stop tour of what novels, novellas, and collections I've been reading over the last three months. Mistakes were Made, by Juliette Sebock - I reviewed this in full … Continue reading Mini Book Reviews, January – March 2019
As a therapist I've noticed that, when a person reaches a certain point of grieving, they are able to go through dark times with a soft and thoughtful focus - they are able to delve deeply into everything they've lost, pull something out of it, and look at the hurt with a kind of tender … Continue reading Review – Mistakes Were Made, by Juliette Sebock
