I would like to tell you a story. It is a story about a woman, scared, imprisoned in a damp cave with no light and no way of getting out. On

I’ve been stumbling in the dark with my pen of late. As well as working on a long assignment for my counselling course, I am trying and fail

It was scary to write about the pain and destruction I was carrying around with me. I think perhaps that..

When I was hospitalised 7 years ago for severe depression, my husband used to give me three words a day and I had to write a poem for each w