The Stolen Notebook

I love a good notebook. I’m a huge fan of stationery in general. Pens, paper, notebooks. Little stickers. I’m crazy about stationary and have been for a long time. Maybe it’s a writer thing. Maybe it’s just cause I’m a little nuts. Who knows? Everyone has their quirks. I’ve always …

Poem: Blank Look

Blank looks are reminders that you’ve forgotten again. Start again. We drank tea late at night telling me stories that you’ve forgotten now. I remember. Mum died of cancer. Dad was a postman. You are a forgotten hero but only forgotten by yourself. Start again. They didn’t understand, we did. …

Spring Has Returned

Spring Has Returned Frozen eyes, harsh breaths all disintegrate under your spell. I have shivers and shakes still under my skin and I’ve been waiting four long months to have you warm me from the inside out. I’ve never known how to welcome to you properly, I’ve been a little …