das wunderbare phyllmagazine hat meinen text ‘nach dem piks ist vor dem piks’ zusammen mit einer tollen illustration von Sophie Smeets in Issue 0:: Courage veröffentlicht.

Auf dem Instagram Kanal @antikriegslyrik werden viele bewegende Gedichte gegen den Krieg gesammelt. Ein Gedicht von mir findet ihr nun auch dort. Aus einer Auswahl der eingesandten Gedichte soll ein Lyrikband entstehen, der im Trabanten Verlag im April 2022 erscheinen soll. Der Erlös aus dem Verkauf wird gespendet.

Have you ever wondered how sustainable your reading habits are and what’s the most environmentally friendly way to handle your book obsession? Find out more in my new blog post on Intersections Lit Mag.

In this blog post for Interscetions Lit Magazine I talk about disability and the experience of internalised ableism and which role language plays in all of it.

“You don’t look disabled”, “Oh, so it’s not a real disability”, or euphemisms for disability like special needs, handicapped, or differently abled all question disability and its seriousness…”

My non-fiction peice ‘cumulus’ was published in the wonderful Rhodora Magazine. It’s all about clouds and fear and the pain of that first injection of insulin; the pain that still carries through sometimes.

A hundred years ago, the research that led to the discovery of insulin began. Without the discovery of insulin, people with diabetes would still die of diabetic ketoacidosis. Read the whole story of the discovery and why people still die from lack of insulin today in my new blog post over on Intersections Lit Magazine.

blood leaks/

this needle’s puncture dissolves in a scarlet marble
still
on my skin
before it follows
gravity in a single stream,
the carmine glows in unfaded clarity
as if nothing had been added

– insulin doesn’t have a colour.

“As a poet writing in a language which is not my mother tongue, I do of course struggle sometimes. I don’t know every single fancy word of the English language, and I still make mistakes, but I think this is what makes me pay attention; it’s the advantage of carefully crafting sentences and lines in a language that is not your own. A lot of my writing happens as I discover and dissect new words – reading helps a lot with that– and when I experiment with their meaning, rearrange, play with various interpretations. It is a different realm of creativity, the awkward, beautiful, enlightening one between intention and cultures….”

This new blog post in Intersections Lit Magazine deals with fury and anger as a writing fuel and explains how to channel these emotions to motivate your writing.

Read my new poem ‘Milchgefühl’ in the wonderful Dissonance Magazine. It is a poem trying to give a name to the indescrible feeling and misunderstandings around individual perceptions of depression and the realisation that no matter how much you care for someone, nobody can save anyone but themselves.

Life in lockdown has altered my relationship with my bookshelf. Can you relate?
Read my new blog post in Intersections Lit Magazine.

Find my prose text ‘fizzled out’ in the new issue of the wonderful Memoira Magazine alongside amazing artwork by Ally Zlatar.

“She nods, trying not to smile. She grabs her own glass, stirs the ice cubes inside with the steel drinking straw, faster, the sharp click clack of ice on glass turning into a coherent vortex of jarring until the vigor of the sound reaches her mind…”

New poetry published in Memoira Magazine: Find my poems 'hindsight is 2020', which I created by rearranging fragments of news headlines over the course of two months in 2020, and my poem 'normotherapy', an appreciation to a mother's sacrifices, in their new issue.

In this personal essay published by the wonderful Dissonance Magazine, I describe my life after being diagnosed with type 1 diabetes and how it has progressed and affected depression and anxiety:

“I stay in a spacious six-bed dormitory in a pier-side hostel in Brighton when, upon my return from the Seven Sisters…”

‘ciel’, she said, that’s what the french call it, the ceiling of mother earth –
she looked up.
it was incredibly white from the red, the blue, the yellow; white as the sum of the spectrum, white as the desolation of something terminated…

A blog article over on Intersections Lit Magazine about the absence of live music and concerts.

A fun little recipe on how Christmas dinner feels for a person living with diabetes.

My gloomy story set in Fog City Diner, published by All Ears India.

Dear Loneliness Project aims to create the world’s longest letter by compiling letters from all around the world dealing with loneliness and isolation. Read my letter here.