I Don’t Know What I’m Doing

Have you seen the world recently Still and serene From your secluded spot? Packed, pressured, panicked Cramped, crumbling, cracking…

Kindness

Simple Shows Are in short supply This season Despite the suggestion Of social media We are all secluded Stretched,…

The mist hung heavy on the plate flat fields. Green became grey, disappearing into the distance, stretching into an uncertainty.…

I am a marshmallow Soft Bare flesh Wrapped in white Hotel quilt fresh Squishy Squeeze me You never did see…

I moved up here about four months ago I think, to a place just outside Cambridge. I’ve never lived far…

Her words fell like dull hollow sounds. Barely perceptible to the people they were meant for; the words dispersed like…

The violinist On Lloyd George Avenue Stands proudly In the open window Sending her music Into a world gone silent…

Give the river The piques of your anxiety Your dull, down, darkness The numbed ends of your sore senses Give…

Charlie stared out at the gloom; all low lights, aquatic greens and blues. She imagined it was supposed to look…

Her fingers were glued tight by their tips. She flexed them, bending her knuckles in delight at the surreal surrender…