Written by: The Gatehouse
I have survived an epic moment Sensed but not selected Tied to this background Support is an offering The flow of strategy, an Opportunity to share Learning to practice Implementation of this project Blindly …
I don’t remember, I try to see Was it ever better? It had to be I felt it first at the age of three, It came up from the black when it came for …
If I could tell you marry the words match the soul void If only… Why do you pull away suddenly? Shrink from my touch love? If you could just see Read my lips see …
If I am struck down, let it be by a thought so magnificent it changes the shape and texture of the universe; If I am broken, let be under the weight of the words …
The constant shame and self-judgement. The many times I tried to tell someone and froze. Feeling like I was a target for abuse to happen. What had I done to cause it? My innocence …
We have to listen We have to act Protect our children That's all we ask 🙏 MLG Survivor RIP MK 🙏
lush fabric hangs Tied with a ribbon of silk No, a rubber band Thick pads ready to absorb A coloured liquid Red and gold A stain of grape The candle flame almost gone Pencil …
I look for codeine on the faces of boys, in the taste of thumbs wiping underneath my eyes, in the mattresses with three untucked corners and the stain of loneliness tattooed onto the hem …