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Poems

The Waiting Room

I saw my neighbour in the waiting room 

She smiled at me as if we were just passing each other on the street 

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Thinkpieces

How Horror Helped My Anxiety

Whether it’s a glass of bubbly or a slab of cake, I’m yet to befriend a human who doesn’t have some sort of coping mechanism to get them through this thing called life. One of my vices is the Horror genre – it’s the perfect form of escapism.