When you are neither black nor white, you inhabit a new space in between with its own experience. — Growing up as a mixed-race child in 80’s London, the narrative that black was bad seeped into the pores of my brown skin. The racism I experienced was rarely overt, that is not the British way, but it was a regular and insistent knocking against my young identity. The unpleasant…

Are we as women holding more privilege than we realise? Since stepping away from a long term committed relationship a couple of years ago, for the first time I really started to pay attention to the relationships the people around me were having. I wanted to better understand what went…

a poem — The air is thick A storm is coming My head aches As the pressure builds I turn my face to the sky Bruised and swollen Full to bursting It will open soon Holding back But needing release It is here, now Wrenched open Torn apart Flowing in an unstoppable torrent Pouring out Covering…

By only acknowledging the physical we miss the true weight we are all carrying and that we can choose to lift for others. I had a moment last night as I looked in the mirror while brushing my teeth for bed. It’s cringe-worthy to admit but I was lost in…

Spoiler alert, it’s not the fragile thing you think it is. — Do you ever have those week’s where a word seems to be repeated in several different conversations, or just pops up randomly over and over again? This week that word has been hope, and once I noticed it, I haven’t been able to stop wondering about what it really means. …

What has altered your perspective this month? — What book, story or piece of writing have you consumed this month that rattled your cage and shifted your perspective? Did you read a story that gave you an unexpected window into another life, country, or culture? Did you stumble over a biography that reminded you yet again, you never…

22nd — 28th May — Whether the ideas have slowed to a trickle or you’re just feeling curious and in the mood for a little reflection. Our weekly prompt is an invitation to ruminate on an idea and see what arises. Be it poetry or prose you’d like to submit to us, or a journal…

Dare to ask the question, who are you today. — As my body has changed, I have bought clothes that fit it. Most with the view that change was temporary. I created extra space in cupboards and under beds to house the layers I had to shed but wasn’t quite ready to admit no longer belonged to me. Moving house…

The end of the perfect family and the start of something so much more — Sometimes things hit you all at once, almost as though it’s the aftershocks of an event that collapse the ground underneath you, rather than the moment of impact itself. The separation from my partner had been months before, but on a random sunny day, the tremors arrived. I found myself…