Claude

Why it’s more than ‘just hair’

I was in two minds about writing this. Part of me is exhausted and throwing a tantrum. Why should I have to use my time and energy to educate people? Why are they not doing it themselves? And another part of me knows I can’t feel and absorb this anger. I have to move it through. And writing about this is an act of self-preservation.  But, ultimately, I am tired. I’m tired of having to explain…

Stories & Ink – Style Focus: Traditional Tattoos

The origin of traditional tattoos Recognised as one of the most popular and easily recognisable styles in modern day culture, traditional tattoos possess a rich history. Pinpointing the exact origin of the style to one particular country is tricky; historical evidence indicates that multiple regions of the world contributed to traditional tattooing as we know it today. A popular rumour holds…

When applying for the role of Copywriter for Feeld, I was given the task of generating a range of content to target a specific audience. The following pieces were created which spoke to three different demographics with their own uniquely allocated goal e.g. sign up, to use a specific app feature.

How being Black and immersing yourself in nature feels like coming home

One of the many things that the multiple nationwide lockdowns have shown us is just how important it is for humans to have space. Not just ‘enough’ space, but space without limitations on quantity and time spent in it. The winter has proven difficult for many of us for a plethora of reasons, but a taste of the warmer days ahead has allowed us to rekindle our relationship with being…

Being fatphobic is not just offensive, it’s racist too

When the body positivity movement emerged on the scene in 2012, the language surrounding bodies – particularly those belonging to fat, Black womxn – changed drastically. Gone were the size 0 waistlines and airbrushed complexions teetering down runways and dominating magazine covers; in came what finally felt like reality being represented, providing a well-deserved pedestal on which marginalised…

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The Look of Love

Note: this article was originally published in volume #20 of tmrw magazine in 2017.

“I’ve got a thing for mixed race girls’, “I only date black guys because they’ve got huge penises”, “I’d never date a guy named Mohammed” – do these statements make you cringe? Good, they should do and, if not, maybe this piece will be a bit of a hard but healthy pill for you to swallow. 

It’s nothing new to…

BEYONCÉ IS PREGNANT: AN OPEN LETTER

I’m heading to work and the smell of an overpriced latte calls me into the pokey newsagents on my platform.

I enter the café and, lo and behold, a well-known magazine that may or may not rhyme with ‘meat‘ is staring me in the face. The words: “Why Bey’s gone full pregzilla”, followed by “crazy bump shots” fly off the mag and turn the dial way up to gas mark 6 on my ‘just about done’ hob.

If…

My poem, Familiar Fruit, has been featured on Twentyhood Magazine's website. If you haven't already, go show it some love and check out the girls' awesome blog.

**This poem was originally posted on my personal Instagram and then shared on Twentyhood Mag’s site**

Taken from TwentyHood’s site:

“Twentyhood Magazine is an open forum founded by two childhood friends from Birmingham. Now at the beginning of their careers in London, the duo are keen to give other young creatives in their twentyhood window an opportunity to share, discuss and cultivate…

Familiar Fruit an original poem about Blackness and BLM.

The murder of George Floyd ignited a fire in millions of people around the world. To be killed because of the colour of your skin is a reality lived by Black people on a daily basis – but we refuse to let this happen again. My poem, Familiar Fruit, allowed me to express my feelings towards being Black, and the force of the Black Lives Matter movement. I hope you find solace in my words and feel…

F.A.T is a poem I just wrote after finishing a pint and reflecting on how I navigate my life. I hope it resonates with other fat people who read it.

Being fat isn’t always about being the biggest person in the room.

It’s about the awkwardness you feel crawl over your skin as the person on the bus squeezes up next to you.

It’s the way the voice in your head tells you that the people on the table next to you are watching you eat all of that food to yourself. 

It’s eating that food and then blocking out the devil named Guilt as it tuts loudly at…

… is where I’d say I’m at right now. Tuesday is drawing to a close and I managed to survive a Monday without crying or letting Imposter Syndrome completely ruin me. However, despite these tiny victories, I can’t shake the feeling that I’m banging me head against an invisible wall that seems to be permanently positioned two inches away from my forehead.

I guess this must be one of the many…