She wears a yellow jumper Sunlit, sitting on the steps Of the Westgate Buildings As the man she is with…
The Perils of Wanting to be a Better Writer
I watched Loving Highsmith last night, and have just finished Judy Blume Forever. There’s something I enjoy about films, most…
Broad Shoulders
I often consider oxytocin And its effects, on my brain If I had a daily dose When coming home, to…
The Numbers Game
It’s been almost a year since I last updated this website. Not because I wasn’t writing, because I was. But…
The Last Train
She had not wanted to go home. Going home was to face something, to hide it, to lie about it.…
Gone
The world was muffled, as though someone had drawn her thick woollen hat down around her ears. She pressed her…
Awkward
Their hiking boots bumped awkwardly under the pub table. She pulled away. He sighed softly. “What are we doing?” She…
Not Long Now
Forty-seven, forty-eight, forty-nine. Olwen counted her steps along the coastal path. In the corner of her eye she noticed as…
Footprints
She walked out of the water. The wind whipped the warning flags. Though she did not feel it. The sun…
Hope
Hope, is the rope That hangs down the well Dangling in the darkness Like a cat’s toy It swings, inviting…
Unstuck Monsters 