Blog: How to Break a Self-Imposed Routine

In recent weeks, I've found myself in a serious rut. I haven't been writing to write, or creating to create. I've been too preoccupied with my camera, neglecting everything else. The paradox is that I haven't even uploaded the majority of my photos, and I've come to a realisation - I've been bogged down by [...]

Poetry: ‘Supper’

Earlier, steam-shrouded, we whirled around the kitchen, grasping at clouds for one another.   Daughter of cardamom and lightning crooning in the kitchen, sidestepping tiles like lilies beneath her feet – delicate.   Caress my cheek and furrowed brow with fleshy, lucid fingertips – your mind a technicolor tide.