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The Tools Around Me
The tools around us have changed, but creativity has always been human. A spoken-word reflection on AI, accessibility, expression, and the voices that still exist beneath the noise.
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No Apology
A poem about hospital waiting rooms, rediscovering your voice, and the quiet peace that comes after surviving the storm.
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Who Gives a Crap?
Author’s note: This one wasn’t planned.It just came out—somewhere between frustration with the world and trying to hold myself together within it.There’s a line in here that’s very real, and a moment I didn’t expect to share—but it felt important to leave it in.Sometimes we carry more than people realise.And sometimes, it only takes a voice from the past to unravel everything. Who gives a crap? Who gives a crap about some orange-tinted “Master Chief”playing war like it’s Halo?Everybody – or so it seems. Who gives a crap about the ongoing battle in Ukraine,still quietly burning in the background?Nobody – the algorithm moved on.Slava Ukraine. Who gives a crap about…








