by L | ThuThu, JanJan, 2021202120212021 | Nonfiction
I thought if I could just pull up these weeds my garden would be perfect. My garden is a patio courtyard, a circle of tiles holding a glass-top table, framed with a square of flagstones, and between the cracks there are ants, woodlice, the occasional worm, and weeds.
by L | WedWed, OctOct, 2020202020202020 | Fiction, Life
I’m sure that once, not so long ago, this green grow-pot was the perfect size and shape and fit for those poor roots. It’s nobody’s fault – plants grow. This one was just long overdue.
by L | ThuThu, AprApr, 2020202020202020 | Poetry
The Quarantine Poems is a series of poetry written durning the covid-19 pandemic lockdown, available in text and in audio.
The first instalment, On Yearning, is authored by Sarah Lawrence.
by L | TueTue, JanJan, 2020202020202020 | Culture, Life
Not every trans person is, wants to be, or has to be a beacon of visibility or activism. Nikkie, just like most, just wants to live in the right identity, quietly and unremarked for it. Trans people don’t owe anybody anything; not explanations, not knowledge, nothing.
by L | TueTue, JanJan, 2020202020202020 | Review
Greta Gerwig’s Little Women is, above all, a love letter to sisterhood and girlhood. It is lovingly crafted and gorgeously shot, and carries all the genuine energy and fervour of a houseful of little women navigating a world which they individually realise does not hold space for them.