Poems About Being 'Black'. A few weeks ago, I felt the urge to write something in my notepad. The words that dropped in my head were, "when in doubt, blame the black man". Not thinking much of it, I

  • the stars, the moon, the clouds…

    a poem about relationships How do you want the stars, the moon, the clouds, and everything I own? I will give you my heart, my soul, my life, and everything I know. Just to know that you'll

  • Poem About America

    Freedom & Justice.

    Recently, I've been wondering whether everything negative we read or watch about the US is a testament to its true colours or simply a blip in its continued dominance on the world stage. My poem

  • rhythm & ghosts.

    So he had a ghostwriter? What's next? A freaking ghostliver? While you're at it, add to that a ghosteater. A ghostsleeper. A

  • XYZ.

    A Metaphorical Poem About Life And...it's here. A future. Agile? I was not enough to be. Black in it's entirety. A new beginning and a new me. Clockwork. As though a plan hatched by some supreme

  • Humanising Refugee Research

    Workshop @ University of Oxford School of Geography and the Environment Friday, 9th November 2018 1. Poem: Yousif M. Qasmiyeh Audio Refugees are dialectical beings. Only refugees can forever

  • Rare.

    I want a beautiful ring from you. With rare stones and diamond encrusted too. Are flowers too much to ask? Or maybe just chocolates, 'cos I might be moving too

  • transpennine

    Low Fuel..

    Any documentation of my Ph.D. journey that doesn't include the struggle with trains between Leeds and Huddersfield would be grossly uncharacteristic. Even though such an announcement rarely

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  • Entonox.

    A Short Story about My First Experience of the NHS Minor Injuries Unit. Lost in the fog. That's how I felt with each breath of this substance. I was told that after a few intakes, it would relax me.