#iwd2025: tackling the shame & stigma of a single mother
“When I got pregnant, everything changed. Especially within my family. The disappointment was too heavy. I had gone from the
the single parent and the other gender child
Holding my son’s crotch in my hands, I gingerly tilted it allways as I
The Undignifying Circle of Life
21:53 My eyes are tired. They have been attempting to
watching out for my neighbour
It is 0351hours GMT on Wednesday 26/02/25. And I am standing by my North-facing window.
how Fela’s suffering and smiling defines the African woman
“See, immediately we leave, take that Oramorph so you can sleep easily” Jay sounded more African than British right now
Viewing life through the eyes of Mr Death
“It kills me sometimes how people die” says Death compassionately as he marches along
Join Mr Death as he narrates his side of the story through this Nazi German streets in WW2
what signifies a new season for you?
Two days ago, I walked past a florist and noticed something unusual.
Stepping back, I peered into the cartons and
6 degrees of separation
She strode out elegantly in her all-white ensemble towards the stage.
Cher was one of those chosen to come out and share a reason why they came here.
Mirror, Mirror on the wall.
“Have you ever seen a little child before a mirror? Do you notice how taken by the mirror they appear?”
Shana faced the room as her little boy tugged at her sleeve
How else can a melancholic get high?
“Babe, your magic potion is ready” cooed the heady aroma as it wafted sensuously round my room
I followed its trail. And allowed myself indulge in the fragrance. Then climbing out of bed, I shuffled back to the kitchen.