Stringfoot: poem

They perched with pigeons on early morning

complex concrete

Fingers at his scalp

she pulled downwards

so he could see up;

blowing smoke into paint stripper skies

He’d tugged at cigarette papers

to counterfeit teething


Catacomb-profiled, he faced

empty, yellow-paned trains

Conjuring jaundiced figures at every glass

The carriages’ silk charmed loving eyes

disguising suffocation for easy air


Pollution painted black circles under their eyes

took one finger and pulled dirt

dragged exhaustion into the crow’s feet

Thinning the skin. But

promising they would not be out for long

she bent back his neck

and gulped in July

as if it would never make her sick





Swollen: poem

There’s a story of a boy

who kept frogs in his mouth

No one but him

can say who put them there


He let them chew on his lips

bite at his cheeks

turn over words with his tongue

for months

until he could barely speak


Said he never lay down with a woman

‘lest they creep out’

in the blue

eyes sometimes closed

they might crawl on her lids

She wouldn’t recognise her name

in his throat

Pleased he did not croak ‘I love you’

I love you

I love you



War: Film & Photographs


I arrived Sunday evening at Giuseppe’s house, head filled with aches and hungry to the bottom of my back. Soon rectified by bowls full of pasta, pain killers and good company, I stroked grey, long-haired cat Cocoa and beautiful Bantam hens in the warmth of a late June garden. Heading to bed in the early morning, we were set for the 5:30am wake up call.

As well as playing a small part in the short film, it was my job throughout the day to record BTS footage. So I rushed downstairs to grab my camera and load it with batteries and formatted SD card and began filming every little thing occurring at 5am that morning. I super enjoyed having this job as I love documenting candid and exciting moments, especially when we’re doing something as visually interesting as a shoot. I need to work on my camera focusing ability when capturing fleeting moments, but I’m very happy with the tonality and colour of the pictures, enhanced in editing. It was a pleasure to be part of this film and have the chance to document what goes on between takes.

(Michelangelo): poem

Bodies intertwined like ivy

I told him he looked gorgeous

Bare chested and sprawled

content breathing in 5am purple skies

David in my bed;

marble and smiling

His red pen on leather complexion

a hushed and prickled skin

My hair strewn as confetti

on pillow cases:



‘Right back at ya’

he said, as if spitting out gum

‘back at ya’




What’s Occurring?: update

Having time to write quite a lot has been really lovely, it’s just a shame that most of what I’ve done recently requires time before sharing it on here. So, here are a few things I’ve been up to and thinking about instead.
Firstly, I’m performing with a show in London and Edinburgh over the next couple of months and reading at my local poetry festival, which I cannot wait for. I’ve been kind of prepping by editing and organising the new material written at uni into some sort of order. I’m super excited and really hope it’s as successful and purely enjoyable as last year.img_1110-21.jpgIn terms of film, I wrote and shot my first independent short a week ago. However, my editing software isn’t complying at all and has begun to distort various audio clips, which is really disheartening. I want it to be as fresh as possible so I’m waiting out the less inspirational period and keeping the pace up with other short projects; using footage shot in an afternoon and taking an hour or so to edit. We have quite a few larger projects on the way as well. Being at home with my mates who are so ready to help out and get going is really fab. We spent one cool evening sipping left over squash in Matthew’s conservatory just bouncing ideas off one another and beginning to organise actors and shoots. It was so refreshing to relax and talk with like-minded people and be productive again.

SPS15417051616211 (1)Finally, here’s an odd film photo. I was on an April walk with Giuseppe, Matthew and his two spaniels: Molly and Maisie. This is the very beginning of the film, so it burnt out, but Molly still managed to sneak in. I feel it possesses a kind of goldeness that was so unlikely. I’m obsessed with the warm oranges and deep green which produce such a rich and natural quality in the image. I’m hoping to be able to afford to develop some of the film from my recent trip to Italy and publish more poetry on here very soon.

Moving back home was a bit of a jolt. So when keeping busy isn’t enough, I’ve compiled a short list of sweet tunes that’ll keep you going and make you shout ‘obviously yes!!’

Leeds, Part Two: Photographs


These are the second round of photos I took in Leeds last month. I was beginning to feel particularly anxious one evening in my matchbox hall room, so forced myself to head outside with a camera. I could see the sun was going to produce some rich contrasts against the West Yorkshire red brick buildings, I enhanced this and the colours even further in editing. I tried to play with perspective and framing with these images and concentrating on this really helped to calm me down. Deliberately seeking out a new way to frame a subject and considering the various lighting and colour variables was very stimulating. The combination of industrial houses and greenery is really appealing to me; it’s an absolutely gorgeous place to live. I mainly take photos whenever I feel a good opportunity presents itself, so I really loved setting out specifically to achieve a certain aesthetic and produce photographs of Leeds that are representative of my experience here.

Leeds, Part One: Photographs

Kodacolour 200 35mm Colour Film on a Pentax P30T

As I said in my Goodbye post, I’ve been experimenting with my dad’s old Pentax. Between rehearsals, I had time to wander about around Leeds’ gorgeously sunny campus. I’ve learnt from the multiple rolls of film I’ve had developed that inside photos hadn’t work out all that well, especially since I hadn’t used a tripod or flash – definitely my own fault – so venturing outside had become more and more appealing.

After the disappointment in the quality of previous film, I was very pleased with sharpness of the photographs of buildings on campus. The first two images aren’t composed particularly well, the framing is both wonky and uninteresting. Rather than hastily snapping subjects, embarrassed of what the people passing might think, I’m now trying to take more time assessing what I want in an image.

I am very happy with the 3rd and 4th photos; the contrast of the clear blue sky is a real stand out, even against similarly toned, grey stone. The time of day had been a blessing in terms of  how shadows cast, creating a greater depth and dimension to the photos. I was especially pleased with No. 4, as, due to the fact it was taken from the inside looking out, there are reflections of electric light and dark window frame. I think the layering in the image adds an interest it wouldn’t have otherwise attained.

The final two photos of the daffodils possess a quality of colour that is really appealing to me. The deep green and rich yellow become almost vintage; the harsh March sun making the flowers dreamily hazy. As in earlier pictures I’ve talked about, the film was at the end of its roll and started to come undone from the spool but caught back onto the teeth, creating the double exposure effect. While this was completely accidental, I’m pleased with how it turned out, so I must find out how to do it bloody deliberately.

This is the first set of photos I’ve taken in Leeds, I have another roll ready to be developed, so that will be up at a later date.