<p>Here the cold secrets, </p>
<p>Penned by my heart, </p>
<p>Wild yet rooted, </p>
<p>The free space to belong, </p>
<p>My adapted oddity, </p>
<p>Part of me.</p>
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<p>My research has been a passionate and personal journey to tell the untold stories of social housing residents.</p>
<p>I created a found poem about my research process by reflecting on my past, present, and ideal writing spaces. Then from all the words used, I wrote the above poem, Here the Cold Secrets. I then entered the poem in the Wombo AI Artwork app to help create this final image.</p>
<p>The poem sums up the resident's narratives, my journey and the research process. The residents confided their secrets in me, and I put my heart into the research. The research revealed the importance of home and belonging and has indeed become part of me. </p>