First the poem; Symbiosis I’m pressing forward with questions and hours minutes and answer whatever you have I need and I will push for more. […] Read More
Category: Poetry
I say crying is good for you a release of endorphins your mind and body sorely needs. It’s a lie. Crying hurts, his now more […] Read More
Discoveries I discover pieces over myself all over the place and time is taken to find all the words to explain it all. Those words […] Read More
I touch smooth skin and soft hair – whatever I can reach – in reassurance of his existence. As if my vision is a lie […] Read More
I’ve been watching an argument (debate does not cover it) in a writing facebook group I’m a member of about why poets call themselves writers. […] Read More
I remember a good summer bright with promise, crushes and sex, my memory nebulous a floating soundtrack to the sun. If only I could remember […] Read More
I haven’t quite decided what they tell me is true pluck away one by one and leave me hanging by my bones my soul scoured […] Read More
From The Edge Of Nowhere (and back again) is a collection of poetry about Wales, England and travelling between the two – something I’ve done […] Read More
Sometimes all we have are dreams like aniseed a strange moment we can’t quite identify. Or enjoy. I breathe in stale air sleep on sheets […] Read More
I fell asleep in the new year to new rain, heavy and haunting as if it knew what was coming – what had come before. […] Read More