Birthday Letters

December: the month of birthday letters: letters that, this year, I cannot write. Now You Are 9. Now You Are … More

As You Lay Dying

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

Girl is finding it hard to write. Miserable, broken, easier to just fall. To write honest work the stuff that … More

Dear Sir/Madam, It would appear that I have identified a problem with your mood tracking app. As you know (or … More

[Part of the Body Series] I take off my jumper and am surprised at what I find. There are words scrawled … More

All I have: 1) myself, and 2) words. But what if I can’t find the words, if I run out … More

In response to today’s (final) prompt of NaPoWriMo 2019: to write a minimalist poem. I always try to cut out … More

Isn’t it strange that I am your voice of reason but not my own? And for good reason, too. Me … More

Starting off this new year with two pertinent quotations, both by Norman Cousins, because I honestly cannot find the words that … More

I disagree when you describe my associates as “unsavoury characters” because surely if something is un-savoury then it, by definition, … More