Author: Clare Mee

My name's Clare Mee and I am a fourteen-year- old writer and activist. I have had a passion for writing for as long as I can remember. I have had one publication with Waterford youth arts but so far that has been it. You'll find me either at a protest, on a rugby pitch, writing in my bedroom or going to open mics. I wrote this poem because I wanted to bring awareness in a way to a few issues that people face every day. When we found out school was closing cos of the pandemic, a lot of kids were happy, this was time off of school for them but for some, they seemed almost scared. They just didn't want to be stuck in the houses they live in. And I just felt that I needed to write about it.

Die Standing

April 1, 2021April 1, 2021 By Clare Mee

A body does not define you. A body can not determine the gender of the mind. I know not everyone agrees. Particular around these parts.…

Gone, gone forever.

July 8, 2020July 6, 2020 By Clare Mee

Gone, Gone forever. There was a light inside of her. There is in most ten-year-olds, I suppose. The magical side of the naive mind. Or…