Bra-Less

It’s been over a month since I gave up on the bra. I wore it a couple of weeks ago for a job interview (I didn’t get it), but other than that I’ve not bothered with it. Two things have been very clear over the past month. One. I don’t …

Disappointment and Donations

I don’t deal with disappointment well. My tactic has been pretty simple over the years to avoid disappointment, or to minimise it. I don’t look forward to anything. I don’t share it. I don’t let other people know about anything good until it’s done or I’m in the middle of …

General Election Day

There is no excuse not to vote. All right, I can think of one – Paranoia. I haven’t actually voted for years, I can’t remember the last time I voted in fact. Definitely not since I moved to Wales. Sometime when I was living in Leicester. The thing is, I …

NaPoWriMo – Day 26

It’s not quite what I expected, the way she responds to me pushes me away and tells me that I am not for her. And I turn away and let her go but not without trying to reach out with my heartbreak. She doesn’t respond to it pressing forward or …

NaPoWriMo – Day 25

The proper words cannot compare with the proper emotions I must convey hidden behind the best smiles and nervous shakes I try to explain everything. I don’t have those emotions but still have the words carry them around to remind me all is not empty when all comes undone. I …

NaPoWriMo – Day 24

I keep them all locked up broken bits of myself and the only things that keep me together are the lies I’ve told to keep the secrets to myself. I will never say a word. Carrying it swirling around my shoulders cracked features and blurred eyesight years of secrets I …

Taking My Breasts Back

I’m taking my breasts back. Not from anyone in particular – I didn’t have them dropped off at a shop to be cleaned or anything. I’m taking them back from my bra. And from society. I don’t need to wear a bra, so I’m not going to wear a bra. …

NaPoWriMo – Day 23

We twist ourselves into other beings that aren’t true out of a need to be within a circle of influence we can’t contain or control. Foolish as we are. It’s pressure from the inside and out we are who we need to be not who we are. Shame as that …

NaPoWriMo – Day 21

I wrap words around me to protect and deflect from the worst of my fears. I am nothing without them even broken syllables offer me something to hide behind. I twist myself into them deeper into letters and vowels because I can’t handle flesh and blood breathing and the hearts …