I’m sixteen years old, I live in the U.K., I am a full time student. I have an older sister, I have two dogs, my parents are still together. I like my friends, I like my family, I like my dogs. I don’t like myself. I hide away, I find shadows and nooks and alleys to slither into and escape people’s questions. Why?I quietly say they when referring to future partners, hoping it’s not as loud to t...

you were six feet from me but so far awayI needed a safe bed so badly I needed you to tell me you loved methat it was gonna be okay I needed someone to tell metell me I'm safe it's going to be okayI'm here for you I always will be you were six feet from me but so far awayI knocked on your door I called your name I knocked on your doorI called your nameI knocked on your doorI knocked on your doo...

I see you now on the brink of a new life On the precipice of love - I see you craving new fullness, The plum of family. I would adore a conversation that could bring you to light;a way to say Keep it kindSelf-reflectBut I am small and my love falls to the wind, Announces itself to your surprise And the behaviours stay, Right in front. You have hurt me, HeldMy neck in your palm and yelled.I roll...

A moment with our son who has sever autism. A simple walk in the woods during this uncertain Covid time. Yet it's not simple at all. He doesn't understand what's happening apart from his life has been turned upside down. A walk with us is his stability, security and normality yet Covid seems to push us further apart. A simple moment, seeing the sun through the tree's, my son during a busy crazy...

My favourite photos from my travels around the beautiful land of Bulgaria with my family. There aren’t enough photos you can take that can describe the pure colourful beauty of this amazing country. Every landmark that we visited spoke to me in a different colour so respectively I tried to change up the 10 submitted photos with different main colours so that every other one speaks to the view...

My father’s bonesAnd my mother’s eyesOne brother’s smileAnd the other’s sigh My skin is hot from the summer sunMy eyes squeezed shut to try to feel at oneMy father’s houseMy mother’s homeOne brother’s flatAnd the other’s roadMy skin is frail from winter windsMy lips are chapped from holding inMy father’s graveMy mother’s chairOne brother’s gazeAnd the other’s glareMy hands still shake As I sa...

eros had his heart shaped arrow aimed at you, mum. the bowstring trembled with the strain of his anticipation, waiting for the pink, newborn mess of me to draw her first breath. he shot home, and when i opened my eyes to a world id never seen i saw you, and that was it. my first love. my last love. all my loves in-between.

Absolutely nothing inspires me more than my family. On this perfect summer night I felt freer than ever, through chicken gyros and never ending bottles of wine I knew I would be content if that night was all we ever had.

I've lived all my life in Costa Rica, always at a 25 min drive to any of my closests friends house. But in late february I moved to Tampa, Florida and being away from people I love, and in times like these has been challenging. There is no correct way of processing everything that we are going through, but reaching out to your people will always help, let them know that you love them and that y...

No matter what style I want to try or how long it takes me to nail a shot, my cousins are always willing to go the extra mile. They even go as far as to find new shooting locations. 

https://simrenjani.myportfolio.com/lockdown-diariesThis is something I created to cheer people up on the small/big things we all missed doing. That could be spending time with friends and family to miss playing sports or doing your fav hobbies! It’s an empowerment video which lightens people’s with a special message at the end :)

In Ari Aster’s 2016 short film C’est La Vie, Chester Crummings, a homeless man, speaks directly and combatively to camera about his life and society at large as he wanders the streets of LA, surviving, begging for change and casually murdering people. At one point, he says: “You know what Freud says about the nature of horror? He says it’s when the home becomes unhomelike. Unheimlich.”  In Sig...