
All poems found here are original pieces. I find my inspiration through the journey of searching for deeper understanding and connection of myself and others.
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Welcome to my poetry page!


Waiting for Summer
Moving from Sunny South Africa to Canada the True North really took a toll on my mental health. This poem is about Seasonal depression and what that means to me as an immigrant.


Split Second
TW: Sexual Assault Split Second is about the realities of being a woman. How a simple walk can turn into a fearful, anxiety inducing situation the moment you remember what could happen because you are alone.

An Ode to My Anxiety
You were unexpected.
A thought I hadn't formed
A light-hearted spring rain that
became a raging winter storm.

Microagressions
It starts off small.
Emerging from the tiniest thought
a seed of "what the hell does that mean"
That blooms and grows.

Deeper Than Poetry
A Chinese proverb says:
"Be not afraid of growing slowly, be afraid only of standing still."
I know that fear,