Sand, but I slip through Cracks in the marble Like the ink the bled out through my wounds  You opened your mouth  Words came out The sculptor wonders  if he spoke too soon Thin fibres encased in the clay (of doom) art, creativity

poetry and impeaches, St James’ willows, Taylo Swift from Midnights ‘You’re on your own Kid’ , London

tonsils and writing, free purpose older poems

repetitive thoughts, slowly being more nourishing, slowly the loving ones getting less ignored

soothe,

ADHD awareness, working hard, exhaustion, masking, trying feeling behind shame. The basket on the water, poetry, child like,

The concept of truth is a huge one in my life. Truth and lies.

During the pandemic, I was re-reminded why I needed an ADHD assessment Tara, I’m ‘too much’ How I knew

How does that make them feel?

Introduction, notes, poetry, ADHD and internal messaging received, shame, IBS

ADHD women, society’s judgement, my shame

Responses to adult ADHD diagnosis, poetry journal

When should I expect this to happen?

I am not a conundrum to be solved, the best, relief, stims, Cheers universe (you’re also beautiful) have to be grateful, self - blame, sham

Just about surviving, insulation old ads, soft squishy padded

not feeling comfortable in my body, glass houses, all kittens and unicorns, people aren’t what you believe, tara star poetry, ice dancers

You bend and you flow

How could you? Tara journal (poetry)

Hole inside, trying to use something outside of yourself to fix, doubting my ability and worth, ADHD adult diagnosis, validation

Tara star poet