I can smell the catastrophe Stuck to your shoes It’s on the tip of your tongue As you talk The … More
Author: Julia Smith
The Bridal Shop
Last night In my dreams I stepped into a bridal shop But alas Their stock was low There had been … More
A Great Kindness (a.k.a. Dear Bastard)
It would be A Great Kindness To me If you would kick a puppy To say that you vote Tory … More
Pigeon Girl (Again)
Pigeon Girl Long gone Someone new To take her place Where pigeons still come For the fallout Of workers’ lunchtime … More
Captain Christmas
The back door was open, that was the first thing she noticed as she walked into her girlfriend’s garden. No … More
Birdsong
Is this the first spring That I’ve noticed it Or has the silence of the streets Permitted this unexpected thrill … More
Cactus Boy
It was supposed to have been paradise. Two weeks of heroic, independent holidaying in some sunny paradise. That’s all she … More
The Weight
The shape of him was strangely unmistakable; this ordinary man, this everyman, of average height and average build. A familiar … More
Strange Raven
Raven Wading In the shallows Of Roath Lake Sun drenched Dives deep A sponge soaked Fluffs it feathers Shakes Caws! … More
Breathe
An address scrawled on the back of a bill, the handwriting burning brightly. His handwriting. She took in the tangled … More