A mother's journey into abstraction
Using art as a writing prompt, plus my night as a performance poet (and the piece to read yourself)
Having children has been the greatest disruption to my sense of identity – an ongoing reconfiguration of who I am, what I do and where I fit into this world. But there’s one identity I never thought would factor under the shape-shifting bracket of ‘me’ – and that is ‘performance poet’.
Yet, last weekend, I beca…
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