Follow Me on Instagram!

Hey friends and blogosphere travellers! Did you know I have an Instagram account? Consider following me at my handle, nyxilotbiscuit, for more poetry, art, life content 😉 I’ll be posting more human rights centred content, soon, too – which I’ll be replicating on my social accounts too – Let me know in the comments orContinue reading “Follow Me on Instagram!”

Writing publicly about mental health as a non-professional…

Alright, here we go, it’s time. No.1 lesson here: Your message, depending on context, is not as important as the health of your reader. Put in a disclaimer on every post that states that you are not a health professional. Seriously, don’t let me down on this. No.2 lesson here: If No.1 got your hacklesContinue reading “Writing publicly about mental health as a non-professional…”

Writing and witnessing

It occurred to me today that when I write I am actually looking for something. Searching, sometimes, with an almost clingy desperation for someone to witness the pain and the joy and the small moments of my life that elicit pre-verbal reactions that I never want to explain in the moment. For example, love thatContinue reading “Writing and witnessing”

Writing for Instagram

I began a new challenge in my writing journey: setting up a poetry instagram (@nyxilotbiscuit). In a past life, I was vaguely annoyed by Instagram poetry, it made me feel like short sentences that were really just phrases of frustration or glee were being placed on a literary pedestal – somewhere, that, maybe they shouldn’tContinue reading “Writing for Instagram”

#23 healing poetry; safety

Safety feels likeWarm tea onA cold dayYou knowIt’s cold butIt’s okayYou have everythingYou needTo defrost your smileThe cup kissesYour lipsAnd you’re lost in safetyFor a while. Time stands still, In the brush of finger tips, It feels like Safety.