'We may have risen through innovation, but have yet to solve the quest for happiness.'
The Eyes on My Street
It's funny that what Foucault stated about a prison and how people’s gaze can visually control another person seems so relevant to my neighbourhood.
Be Your Own Kind of Brave
A poem on the conventional societal standards of 'bravery'.
I Don’t Fit In Your Cage
A poem on how the notion of 'what will people say' is so embedded in us that we often forget our individual identity.
'Each child that suffers is a blight on our collective future.'
Duties of the Powerful, Rights of the Weak
A poem on the power dynamics between the state and the populace, the powerful and the weak.
Muffled Voices Through the Closed Door
A villanelle on family dynamics.