#COLLAB: What happens next?

I wrote the poem on a whim, when I was feeling a bit insecure about myself – and my future. Like leaves, we go through different stages of life – I chose to see it as different stages of success. The falling from the tree signals the moving on to something new, the end of dependency…and sometimes that’s scary. The last autumn leaf fell today; … Continue reading #COLLAB: What happens next?

#COLLAB: Ierse dame (Irish miss)

The poem is written as a metaphor. I have PCOS, which does not allow me to menstruate every month as per normal, so this poem is a semi ode to that. I wrote this poem one night when I was feeling particularly saddened/upset about myself… All of the poems I’ve written thus far are in Afrikaans, because I feel the language is able to grasp … Continue reading #COLLAB: Ierse dame (Irish miss)