by Emily MessiehChristmas without the TrappingsIt's that time of the year again. Christmas. It's the crazy lead up: the mad stress filled shopping trips, where you park 2km away if you...
A poem by Emily MessiehWords to Fill the Pain of ChristmasIt's the most wonderful time of the year. But it doesn't feel wonderful to me. It feels heavy. The expectations of distant family,...
by Natalie AlexanderI Couldn't Be Bothered With Christmas Until I Met Adem's MumI can’t be bothered to put up any Chrissy decorations. They sit in a dusty box in the shed. Apart from the hassle, I’m just not...
A poem by Emily MessiehFor Those Who have Grown Tired of the FightI'm tired of the fight. The fight of little me sparking hope that one day this world will be a better place. The fight of little us...