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Childhood Slam Poetry Continues
Hiya.
It's been a tough week. Thanks for being here. For listening.
Continuing on...
But I remember her—
the little girl with the curly hair
Childhood Slam Poetry Continues
Childhood Slam Poetry Continues
|Lia Kibble
Childhood Slam Poetry Continued
Hi,
Thank you for being here.
Continuing on...
Was that my first burden?
My first scar?
My first lesson
that my life was always going to cost someone something?
Childhood Slam Poetry Continued
Childhood Slam Poetry Continued
|Lia Kibble
Childhood Slam Poetry
To be continued... Thank you for being here with me through telling my truths, I will be sharing this in parts. This helped me get out all my emotions, anger,...
Childhood Slam Poetry
Childhood Slam Poetry
|Lia Kibble
Traffic Light Colours
Hi, I thought I'd share another poem, I have been doing them alot recently they have been helping me heal through the fear and anger of being a woman. ...
Traffic Light Colours
Traffic Light Colours
|Lia Kibble
The Man Who Carried Us While I Couldn't
The Man Who Carried Us While I Couldn't I think there are some versions of love that are very easy to write about. First dates. Wedding days. Anniversaries. Flowers arriving...
The Man Who Carried Us While I Couldn't
The Man Who Carried Us While I Couldn't
|Lia Kibble
Nine Days of Birthdays and Healing
Nine Days of Birthdays and Healing Two days after my surgery, Isla turned four. Nine days after my surgery, Arthur turned two. I had spent weeks worrying about those numbers...
Nine Days of Birthdays and Healing
Nine Days of Birthdays and Healing
|Lia Kibble
Mother of Three, Mothering Two
Mother of Three, Mothering Two It has been three years since I gave birth to William. My son. My second baby. Every year as the 1st of September gets closer,...
Mother of Three, Mothering Two
Mother of Three, Mothering Two
|Lia Kibble
Prologue from Embers in Her Hands
Hi, I thought I'd share somwthing exciting today. The prologue to my book Embers in her hands, coming this year! It's a dark romance, adult fiction with themes of...
Prologue from Embers in Her Hands
Prologue from Embers in Her Hands
|Lia Kibble
When my mum's sister hugged me
Hi, I met up with my Auntie recently. My mum's sister. And I don't think I expected it to affect me quite as much as it did. There is...
When my mum's sister hugged me
When my mum's sister hugged me
|Lia Kibble
Camping Holiday
It’s strange, isn’t it? We all come here to be closer to nature, to sleep beneath canvas, to trade walls for wind, yet I wonder if some of us are...
Camping Holiday
Camping Holiday
|Lia Kibble