about me

Hana. Freshly eighteen and grieving but secretly deep down just a very angry twelve-year-old with nowhere to go. Enjoyer of Richard Siken’s poetry, chicken katsu curry, and using blunt kitchen scissors to give myself terrible haircuts in the bathroom mirror at 3am.

I used to write a lot of abstract creative stuff which you can find if you scroll down on the ‘my writing’ page, but most of that was written pre-covid and is therefore not very good at all. In fact it is terrible. Nowadays I mainly just use writing as a tool to hack my way through myriad personal crises so, hello, apologies in advance, continue if you dare, et cetera.

I live in London and I have two brothers who mean more to me than anything else in the universe, and I write a lot of poetry but I don’t ever post it, and one time at a party a girl kissed me on the mouth and told me that I would be very beautiful if I didn’t always look so sad. I have been to eight schools and have lived in four countries. I can’t wear tights. I wrote a book and then deleted every page. I have no credentials and I clearly do not know how to write an About Me page. I’m sorry. I didn’t always have short hair.

I like good music and good food and cats and caffeine and classics. (And alliteration.) I spend a lot of time worrying whether I’m a decent person, and I am way more nostalgic than can possibly be good for me, and I write because it is all I know. My favourite season is winter, my favourite song changes every day, my favourite food is dim sum, my favourite book is Crush. There are a lot of things that I want to do with my life but most of all I want to travel the world. Second-most of all I want to remain kind despite my anger. I also want a house by the sea. And a wife. And a cat.