One of those days

One of those days where I feel a bit fragmented. Though I do not know why. All my pieces are fragile and press too hard in the wrong place, you could shatter me. Jagged lines web out from your fingertip, I’ll try not to cut you if I break. You didn’t know about the broken …

The Constriction of a Lady

I see it for the first time in the centre of the room. It is plain white, without too many frills this time, because it is to be my first, now I am grown up. Pink silk ribbons crisscross down the lacy back and trail away at the end like slack nooses, before they are …

15/05/19

As the days pass us by in the blink of an eye we blithely continue while women’s tissue and sinew is not their own to control – just someone’s political goal. And as crowds walk past, I can’t help but ask: Has no one told you we’re at war? I want cars to stop and …

Same Old Siren

I hear a wailing siren I wonder if it's for me? Cos my ship's sure sinking Into this ragged sea. I could scream an SoS But I fear I've lost my voice My throat's choked with saltwater So now I have no choice. And here beneath the waves The world is rendered soft, But then …