Poetry and Politics
A long time ago I wrote a poem called The Death of a Philosopher. It was about outspoken people meeting untimely ends because of their understanding and articulation of political issues. The Continue Reading →
A long time ago I wrote a poem called The Death of a Philosopher. It was about outspoken people meeting untimely ends because of their understanding and articulation of political issues. The Continue Reading →
This is Carina. She’s my best friend (which probably says a lot about my life). This week I thought she was going to die, and it cost me $700 to Continue Reading →
This week’s Nelson Mail column was on a topic I already wrote about here – education – but I thought I’d put the whole thing up so I can include Continue Reading →
I’ve been doing pyschotherapy since last December. It’s not something I talk about often, because it’s deeply personal and because of the stigma associated with mental health. But there’s things I’ve Continue Reading →
I’ve been thinking a lot about what to do with myself next year. It’s been almost two years since I got sick, and I’ve done a lot during that time. Continue Reading →
I hear a lot of people use the term ‘my’ feminism. I do it too. Why?
I have many fears for the next three years of government. It will come as no surprise that, selfishly, one of the biggest concerns for me is welfare reform.
A lot of people are saying ‘What can we do now?’ And that’s great, it really is. But I’m not there yet.
When I first found out I had Ankylosing Spondylitis, I had a mixture of reactions. Fear, resignation, and a bit of weird excitement about what this knowledge would mean for Continue Reading →
This my last plea! I can’t tell you who to vote for. But I can ask you not to give up your rights.