Apotropaic

Apotropaic Last night I found the earrings I was wearing when you died. I’ll never wear them again, but I … More

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1. Minutes these relentless finite minutes of mine he says we have to make ours count but I just count … More

content warning: main theme of suicide, suicidal ideation, depression, death I am supposed to die today. Sunday 7th March 2021. … More

I am always really surprised when I realise that I’m alive [that I’m alive to begin with / that I’m … More

I got our ‘goodbye’ wrong. All of those rehearsals and I got stage fright, fluffed my lines, fucked it up … More

3 years. Sometimes it feels like 3 days, sometimes 3 weeks, sometimes a decade, but always far too long ago … More

Today’s poem for Day 9 of NaPoWriMo based on the prompt: list of things. I’m a big fan of lists … More

I am eating the oxygen of the 30-something man sitting next to me. One day he’ll be dead. I do … More

In the split second / Before we crashed I finally discovered / What it feels like / To be alive. … More

She is no oxygen thief. She isn’t stealing something that doesn’t belong to her, she is being force-fed it, being … More