Poetry

Old Faces

Kid A Rocks my baby back through psychedelic shades of memory ridden contemplation, old faces haunt me shadowy alley-ways run deep down behind my jaw line walk themselves home as I recollect old beats old faces, old places which I never really left- before my time yanked from the only place I ever really felt…… Continue reading Old Faces

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Misc · On Mental Health

A bittersweet gig- Incubus at the Brixton Academy

I think the correct name for this venue is actually now The O2 Brixton, but I will forever call it Brixton Academy because that was what it was called when I used to go their regularly for gigs back in the early early noughties. It’s my favourite venue for live music. The Academy holds about…… Continue reading A bittersweet gig- Incubus at the Brixton Academy

On Mental Health

Learning to let go- the parting blow of psychosis? (Part 1)

As some of you already know, I am currently writing a “self-help” style book on how to recover from severe mental illness. I was diagnosed with paranoid schizophrenia twelve years ago, and have been recovering since; this feels real and tangible on some days, and less so on others. But this is not unusual; we…… Continue reading Learning to let go- the parting blow of psychosis? (Part 1)

Short Reads

Matilda- the girl who made me realise the unintended impact we have on the people around us, and the awful power of assumption

Matilda moved into Fitzmary 2 long after I did; I think I had been there for six months when she came onto the ward. I was never close to her. She was my age, and so we might have perhaps become friends in another situation, or in another environment; but for the few months we…… Continue reading Matilda- the girl who made me realise the unintended impact we have on the people around us, and the awful power of assumption