Kat Beeton In a pantomime of performativity / you script what is and is not woman / I can wear my womb like a badge / parade its past inhabitants / to gain entry to this holy space those who can grow life / what a privilege and a burden / a vaulted sepulchre of…
Kat Beeton | Originally published in The Other Side anthology Featured on BBC Upload You are not the missing piece. My jigsaw still has plenty of puzzle pieces waiting to fit into place, and you were never one of them. I am staring through this coffee shop window stamping the winter off my boots and…
Kat Beeton | Originally published in The Other Side anthology Featured on BBC Upload I sat on the cracked concrete step and laced my bright blue roller skates with their rainbow stripes and vibrant yellow stoppers. My hair fell over my eyes like ragged curtains, rough cut and wispy in the wind. Bruises marked my…
Kat Beeton | Artwork by Alex Moutinho
Kat Beeton | Artwork by Patrycja Jurkiewicz from Between the Lines
Kat Beeton Growing up, if that’s what you really want to call it, is definitely not the easiest space in time to inhabit. My formative years were enough to bake a monster. I’d like to think that is not how I turned out. Maybe a bit crispy round the edges but not too bad overall….
Kat Beeton | Artwork by Alex Moutinho
Kat Beeton | Artwork by Patrycja Jurkiewicz
Kat Beeton | Artwork by Charley Watling
Kat Beeton | Artwork by Charley Watling
December 2022 The Artists Alex MoutinhoPatrycja JurkiewiczCharley Watling Featuring music by Natasha Richardson The Project Regularly providing ‘Poem Drops’ on social media to make them accessible to all, especially those who would normally be priced out of the arts, Kat wanted to expand on this idea to release a collection of work across social media…
Kat Beeton | Artwork by Charley Watling
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Kat Beeton I lay here listening for the monster under my bed / claws climbing the shadows that pull in my breath / I hear the whispers ringing inside my head / and wonder why the voice is so familiar / the silence consumes but nothing moves / then I realise the only monster in…
Kat Beeton Written and performed during Black History Month 2022 The signs said no blacks no Irish and no dogs and see I’m probably two of those things but I carry shame and privilege in the pigment of my skin suffering might be deep in my DNA but I don’t get called out day by…
Kat Beeton Featured on BBC News A woman, striding fierce and ambling gentle her words resonate across oceans little girls understanding their place can be as high as they can imagine and at the end of it all a mother’s voice, once heavy grows light and disappears on a whisper A son sits in his…
Kat Beeton They stuff me in a box wrap me up with a bow where I wait alone for diamonds and rings pretty shiny things chocolate and roses someone to show me my worth in tangibles things I can touch they say touch back a string of pearls gossamer lace a bright bouquet some words…
Kat Beeton Featured on BBC Upload Constantly busy but still not enough Collecting jobs like stamps that reach out from the page and drain you Not for wealth but to keep food in their bellies and shoes on their feet Using all my energy just to pay for energy And cheap food that costs more…
Kat Beeton Featured on BBC Upload I can’t see the stars for the city lights But I know they are out there I can’t see the green for the brick But I know it’s somewhere I can’t see the rivers for the tyres The broken bottles and coffee cups empty wrappers and shopping trolleys soggy…
Kat Beeton Featured on BBC Upload Be careful what you take for granted not ignore, that implies it’s wanted I mean the quiet love you have for things that endure beside you until you forget to look but these things you forget are a part of you this life is full of fast and shiny…
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Kat Beeton | @katbeeton
Kat Beeton | @katbeeton
Kat Beeton | @katbeeton
Kat Beeton | @katbeeton
Kat Beeton | @katbeeton
Kat Beeton I don’t want romance and roses dead things, cut down to wither presented in a mausoleum of emotion words placed neatly with no centre suspended but never present I don’t need a life that burns just for me or eyes that fix on my shadow and never leave I want a mind that…
Kat Beeton Rhythm that follows a steady beat or falls off track and makes you feel my emotional roller coaster half rhymes in the line, regimented stanzas words in an order I define pulled from the chaos of a mind filled with infinite stars I pin a subject to the page draw a box with…
Kat Beeton thunder sounds and scatters the unprepared sends them scuttling under scrambling for shelter while I stride beneath rumbling skies riding reinforced on an elemental tide until I stand my ground and my thunder sounds
Kat Beeton So proud of the minds you break The lives you leave in your wake Poison trickles from your mouth Unfiltered and unhinged You weave your bias into pretty tales That sprout wings and fly Spraying hate over fresh fields The green withers and bends Pointing your fingers until there’s no one left Because…
