Return It

My heart is so big you could cut it, knife and fork, and share it with the street. Share. I share my skin, my soul, my shelter with another and they claim it as their own. Then return it when it doesn’t quite fit right, isn’t what they’re after, change their mind. Do they have … Continue reading Return It

Hands typing on type-writer

They Told Us

They told us we were special, Each gift-wrapped like collectables, scraping ink into papers on tables with cries for help engraved into tainted wood.   They told us we had talent, From colouring inside the lines, bringing outlines to life, with rainbows and felt-tips, tip-toeing across the blank space Like crowds, protesting, chaos over what … Continue reading They Told Us

A Face

Isn’t it bizarre how I’ll see my reflection ten years later and desperately crave, miss, wish, hiss for the face that once was.   When right now I pull it a part I think and yearn for the future I worry about what’s to come and picture myself in pictures captured with my loved ones … Continue reading A Face

18:19

Ruler marks across the country scribbled lives and pencilled-in faces, adjoining places with families and names they don't know. They'll just pass them through the window.   A snap-shot, no, scrapbook, just quick visions of insight into their person. The clothes they wear, suitcase or phone a face without a name  A smile is enough. … Continue reading 18:19

cat chat poetry

CAT CHAT

My cat whines at me in what sounds operatic. Harmonising with itself. Itself being its reflection in the oven door. Maybe it just wants a chat. I realise, after asking what’s wrong, as if she can respond, can translate my ‘can you be quiet?’ in to something feline. I realise, two hours later, after shutting … Continue reading CAT CHAT

In This Foreign Space

With the aid of Google Maps, hand in hand we walk as obscenely clueless tourists down narrow streets. I had been before, you had not. I felt it my duty to make it worth the hype I had prized it.   Admist the crowds You keep me anchored Like it’s only the two of us … Continue reading In This Foreign Space