Verging the sea,her arms lift toremove cobwebs.Rocks lacerate herfeet, she is instantlyunconscious ofher own starvation. The week, achingher neck, slowlybackstrokes awaypulling the din ofphones, emails and alitany of mucky kitchensinto a sandy obscurity. Salty seaweed salivakisses her wounds andplaits her hair intothe rock pools, awayfrom her weekday,to be embraced bythe unbridled ocean. My blog reached … Continue reading Verging the Sea
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Last Chance at the Leaving Do
Defensive cubicles hide your growing apathy. It's like a musty scarf covering your mouth. You reek of printer-inked coffee-stained passivity. Dave's fluorescent "party" tie explodes through the room divider cracks. You're choking on your own groans by this point. An absence of light is followed by a chordof ABBA, strobes, a chorus of cheersthat's like … Continue reading Last Chance at the Leaving Do
Bass Guitar
You beat, after the drums You strum, low and monotonous Like factory smoke spluttering You are background Hurtled into musical oblivion When a guitar begins Twangy and static and Unmoving and angry Like metal scaffolding The building site underneath The roaring arena Until you are isolated Then the melody emerges Which you were playing All … Continue reading Bass Guitar
Our Vows Poem + Life update
Our Vows Put everything into wordspinging elastic bands at each other when we metordering pizza to survive the first night shiftnavigating the seas of an unexpected ten year gapdevouring your moody atmospheric musicleaving pillow notes the morning afterreminding you that you need to work lessstretching new love into long-distance livestravelling on crowded trains to reach … Continue reading Our Vows Poem + Life update
Mindfulness
Breathe in and out and notice Five things you can see cracked floorboards stretch away hair balls simmer along skirting boards iced with dust lost socks marooned under my bed Four things you can hear downstairs’ TV muffling outsides’ traffic distancing my breathing suffocating rain falling Three things you can touch cracks between the cracked … Continue reading Mindfulness
What can I do to help?
You say, Meet me here. It’s not far. You can work out the route. You say this at the far end of the sofa the middle has sunk down to form a cavern that I cannot navigate. Separated by this cavern by this cushion your arm straddles the gap to my side like a handlebar … Continue reading What can I do to help?
Housewife Lost at Sea
Mermaid, you married your house and you divorced yourself. As I pull you onboard, you seem battered by brooms, pale and lifeless, hanging like linen as I had expected. Draped around you is a flannel shirt and apron made of hot-pots and Tupperware boxes covered in eggs and spit. White dish cloths cling to your … Continue reading Housewife Lost at Sea
An Elegy for a Box
The small wooden box on her mantelpiece was stainedwith echoes of her paper-thin fingertips tapping the lid, lingering in the mist of dust. The lid arched like herback and the box was engraved in gold which matched the mustard-coloured fade-marks on the Persian rug.I ran my finger across the top. It felt like gravel. Touching … Continue reading An Elegy for a Box