A poem about the pressures of teenagehood
What does it mean and why are parents banning shows like Cocomelon?
How to move on from being a people pleaser - The first part in my "Hi Big Sis" series
Doom scrolling...Who knew that little inanimate squares could hold such power over us? I didn't. But now that I am fully immersed into this world of escapism granted through my phone, it's incredibly hard to stop.
How will crimes that happen in the Metaverse be handled in the future?
A poem about the warmth of a cosy cafe