Go to your kitchen right now and grab the biggest bowl you can find. I mean salad bowls, a casserole dish, your bathtub will do: I have the most amazing thing for you tomorrow. So amazing I had to prepare you a day ahead of time. It's written and its wonderful. l/r
Media: An excerpt from Porridge: A Memoir
Media We are a bundle of reasons no one will understand, Ever read, ever question, ever believe. We are molded by external factors And false rewards And we drop our purpose at the feet of the industry, Because we are stuck in a cave where our successes are objects, Things and items. We daydream As... Continue Reading →
Birthday: An excerpt from Porridge: A Memoir
Birthday. Most years, my birthday marks the end of the school year. Some years, my birthday overlaps with my English exam. That year, my birthday fell on Father’s Day. - An excerpt from Porridge: A Memoir A memoir about life after death, and a little girl who nearly lost her life after her father lost... Continue Reading →
Grab a Bowl
I have an exam today. While I should be prepping for it I'd rather sit in bed and watch Game of Thrones. Here's an excerpt from Porridge.
Orwell: The little boy I never met
The rocks he kicks with his feet Fall into place without any purpose. He steps into the sand and buries pebbles he finds. The pebbles and rocks mutter his name. Orwell. Socks filled with dirt, Shoes collecting memories. A little baby boy, Named by a mother and her love for Animal Farm. It was the... Continue Reading →
Grab a Bowl
I'm apart of this amazing writing collective here in Toronto. Last night we did an exercise and I wanted to share what I wrote. It was based on a photograph of a little boy I had never seen but already knew.
Grab a Bowl
This isn't Porridge related AT ALL , but its this amazingly relevant personal essay I wrote some years ago. I'm revising it for a research paper I'm writing. I'll be posting it in 5minutes. Enjoy 🙂
Oliver: An excerpt from Porridge: A Memoir
Oliver My first reaction when my mom told me she had a surprise was that she was sending me off to be married. I don’t know why that’s what I thought, but it was. While I sat in the car with her and Richie all I could imagine was meeting a teenage boy who would... Continue Reading →
Grab a Bowl
Today's excerpt is a little different. A little sadder than most.I hope you like it.l/r