I remember the awkward moment when I came out to my mom during another potential introduction to another female friend. Mustering up courage, I blurted out, “Mom, I'm gay.” Her response? “Well, that's certainly a unique choice.” I could practically hear the crickets chirping in the background, briefly. Growing up closeted, embracing diversity was a challenge. I felt isolated and...
Attempting to Cope with Loss
Venturing into an insomniac's tumultuous mind, this piece explores the aftermath of losing a loved one through reckless behaviour. You'll find musical shadowy games, a bed strewn with ghostly memories, and burning anger that would make even a chilli pepper sweat. Comforting sleep? It's playing hard to get, as usual....

