A poem on a young person yearning to find a path back to herself in the process of transitioning from youth to adulthood.
A poem on coping with the highs and lows of bipolar disorder.
My battles with mental health and self-hate while recovering from trauma caused by public harassment.
Is eternity enough to mend the harm done?
'Everyone's running from/towards something. All things, sooner or later, cease to exist.'
'I want to write about the world – not yet dead but not so alive.'