Our bare walls are created upon against their will, sculptural relics to activity all of which is good even when bad.
A poem about sexual assault.
"It's a special kind of hell my dear, i wish you never feel / But if you do, know that you can and will heal"
"Don’t tell me battered minds matter / less than bruises"
"Tell me / Where it hurts the most"
A poem by Nikita Tilak
A poem by Saraaya Sulaiyman about her experience of mania.
Reflecting on her 2017, Helena Fox describes how travelling and being an inpatient brought colourful emotions back into her grey world.
A poem by Georgie Hurst.