My body is found in a file scored by the
Polysyllables of a dead language. It keeps me
Alive, my iambic breathing. Gives me feet.
Developed, progressed, advanced:
Disjointed in a doctored tone
I am informed. Armed,
With sense.
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Illustrated by Talia Jacobs
Freya is an English Literature finalist at Hild Bede. Though exclusively contributing poetry to FTL, her love for stage and screen writing has translated elsewhere as a play, Lobby, that was performed at the Assembly Rooms in Michaelmas 2022, and a short screenplay, A Vacation, which was nominated for the 2023 Watersprite Film Festival’s ‘Writing for Screen’ Award.