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It’s been six years since I started to talk about the effect of my mother’s suicide, sharing my story for the first time, by invitation of my now friend Angela Samata at a private audience with the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge. I sat terrified with a collective of others bereaved as part of a… Read.
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The parts of me In conflicted kaleidoscopes Reflective and distant Dancing across Thermals of yesterday Flirting with perception Shimmering on waves From clifftop paths. Where there is some Sort of peace In the spring breeze. Read.