Love, mum The next letter arrived on a Saturday morning in June. I was on the front porch, picking up the fresh bottles the milkman had left. The postman handed it to me with a grin, ‘There’s another one for you, son.’ I turned over the postcard and read ‘Greetings from Venice’ scrawled across itContinue reading “Love, mum”
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Sleepwalking
For the last two months, Carrie’s been sleepwalking. She would rise, usually around 1am, and I would watch her from my bed on the other side of the room; her dark figure making up her bed before wandering into the bathroom across the hall. There, she would stand in the dark, scrubbing her hands redContinue reading “Sleepwalking”
Christie’s Hell
‘Pick up the pace!’ Sounded the shrill whisper of a woman. ‘I’m trying. You try going backwards!’ ‘I asked you which end you prefered!’ ‘Doesn’t mean I have to be the one to walk backwards.’ ‘Fine – we’ll swap.’ With a deep sigh, the two women began to rotate, the heavy load balanced between themContinue reading “Christie’s Hell”
Stress – A poem
Im falling through a trapdoor.A voice in my head picks at my brain,curdles my stomach.It pulls my hair, shines a torch in my face, screeching IS THAT EVERYTHINGI have to stop myself. I scrape at the walls,boney fingers gripping for a ledge that isn’t there. I’m falling faster. I can see the rough terrain belowContinue reading “Stress – A poem”
What of Innocence?
That’s what you said while we walked by the sea. I didn’t know yours had been taken by a familiar shadow who stalked you through the woods. The grand, old owl your keeper; His bright eyes watching over you as your youth was tossed into a shallow grave. A great oak marks where it lies.Continue reading “What of Innocence?”
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