poetry for bus drives and drivers | musings

personal reflections on life, learning, rebellion, complicity, politics, social justice, or ramblings 


day 1.

August 9th 2018

After, YEARS in the making, in my mind, I have finally begun. 

I'm happy to announce that this will in fact, be drivel. 

I've honestly been trying very hard to put myself off from doing so. My writing had to be serious, professional, sanitised but opinionated. Political, ferocious. 

But i've realised, that sometimes. 

Writing can still be ferocious, political, 

Even when it's naked. 

This is not a poem

Most of this series won't be 

poetry for bus drives and drivers | musings