Whether you want to or not, you will always see, hear, and feel.

One day we'll stop lying about knowing our true nature.

A short fiction piece re: your tenancy.

On gender identity and quiet confidence.

It's nothing new, but it needs to be said.

An ode to an enigmatic little letter I found.

I wrote this when I was about to go to sleep.

In defense of refusing to pretend to change.

How do we get ourselves moving?

A few thoughts on the darkness drought.

A roundup of my favourite 2025 moments, in media and in life.

How to reclaim your real life.

A prose-poem about thinking, embodiment, and self-dismemberment. Performed in May at The Rising.

Feeling sick, getting better.