It feels like a lifetime since you left us here, figuring the world out without you. Over a decade has passed and yet every day will be the shortest time that you’ll ever be gone because as the days pass, so does the time since I last got to speak to you. I’m writing a …
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I wrote this poem in 2008 after my dad died in a car accident. There is nothing great about the poem itself. It was just a 23-year-old who had lost her dad rambling onto a page. I was traumatised for a long time after he died. His death changed everything about me and who I …
As I get older, I’d like to think I also get wiser. You learn things along the way, things you can’t help knowing. Silly things like what you like and what you don’t like as much. You learn about the things that make you laugh (not slapstick humour) and you learn about the things that …