On Pouring My Heart Out
Most times I shroud my poems in mystery or hide behind the metaphor, and leave the โaboutโ of the poem for the reader to interpret as they wish. Not this time, ...
Category: Listicles
My attempt at listicles as a literary genre is to blend the structured format of a list with the narrative depth or storytelling. Designed to present information in an easily digestible way, I tackle a wide range of topics, from the profoundly complex to the whimsically trivial. The goal of these listicles is not to create easily shareable and skimmable content, but to offer bite-sized segments of insights or entertainment.
Bring on the Dark!
1.Where I live, November is synonymous with darkness. The SAD state that can suck the joy out of everything. 2. But I adorn my iron armour, self-care, the secon...