Writer based in Yorkshire
Once, I was promised eternal youthbut I turned it down.In my nightgown, with wrinkled hands,a slightly scratched wedding ring and plaguedby a constant urge to sigh,I can’t help but wonder, dear, what you are doing now. How hungry I was for that fairy-dusted midnight sky!How sensible I was in closing the curtains,eventually. Before I was … Continue reading Wendy
The balloons on the staircase should have been a giveaway, but Grace had other concerns. Her mum’s house was the only other place she could have gone. She still had a house key, so she texted ahead to check if they were in; they were all out for the day. Recounting the list in her … Continue reading Surprise
Left Hand, the lesser, in splints; Trauma victim, cut by a chipped plant-pot. On a sickly, creamy, fleshy backdrop, I see pink-tipped blushing finger prints, Heart lines, life lines, criss-crossed sharp lines, Strained veins that pull towards my palm, Broken, by the crescent, sickle-shaped scar: The stitched-up frown of my flesh shines. Now look at … Continue reading A Sonnet to Left Hand
