The oak had stood for as long as any of us could remember. You could see her in pictures going back hundreds of years, and paintings that went even further. Some in the village even believed… Read More

We would pick apples in the summertime, and he would tell me that I was the girl that the world had been waiting for. As the red, ripe apples kissed goodbye to the branches that birthed them… Read More

I am not yet shattered, but my reflection is splintering, soon to scatter. I watch my face in the mirror, tracing the frantic pattern of freckles, certain that I am the only o… Read More

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Rain has run, but the storms remain. The witching hour wades through the warring ocean towards me, with dark, dramatic eyes that I know I should fear, but I just gaze back, with… Read More

I am lost on familiar floors,  asking questions of nature,  when I know that she is forbidden to speak to me. These are the places that we built,  to your spec… Read More

I am lost on familiar floors,  asking questions of nature,  when I know that she is forbidden to speak to me. These are the places that we built,  to your spec… Read More

I suppose that I was just too tempting of a target, and she couldn’t let me go. Perhaps if she had let me go, and let go of her own inhibitions, everything would have worked out for Sa… Read More

I find it hard to read your mind, and the sway of your hips, and the curl of your lips, because my Father thought that education wasn’t for women, and so my eyes are humble… Read More

I did it all for her, and though it could be the last thing I will ever do, I would do it again.  Again and again. Never wavering. Never taking a different step. Always on the same p… Read More

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Personal Log – Grace Robinson – 18th April 2027 I am once again at a loss for words, with a racing brain. Today, that is the fault of Tom. He’s one of the divers and he… Read More

Personal Log – Grace Robinson – 17th April 2027 If I was speechless yesterday, I don’t even know what I am today.  No sign of Doctor Shannon. Her room is empty t… Read More

Personal Log – Grace Robinson – 16th April 2027 I missed my log yesterday, because I just didn’t know what to say.  Something isn’t right here. I’m t… Read More

Personal Log – Grace Robinson – 14th April 2027 We’re having a party tonight, on Doctor Judy’s orders. That was definitely not something I expected. Liv and I have… Read More

Personal Log – Grace Robinson – 13th April 2027 Rick has been having strange dreams.  He says that the megalodon holds a dark secret. He told me all about it when I to… Read More

Personal Log – Grace Robinson – 12th April 2027 Hi again!  Doctor Judy says that I mustn’t feel silly for recording my little logs. She says that one day they mi… Read More

Personal Log – Grace Robinson – 11th April 2027 I feel a little silly doing this, but I feel like if I don’t, it will be a waste. I’m on the voyage of a lifetime… Read More

Sweet Scorpio, whispering and wandering, the shadow of your shoulders swallows me whole, and I am at the mercy of a pretty party girl. My dearest love. My dearest sickness… Read More

I was due another conference with my conscience, but I was swarmed, swimming in the summer’s bees and the last of my spring dreams, living in August, while April fought for… Read More

I was too late to stop it.  I don’t know what I could have done. They were always so drawn to destruction, but I had always felt like I had to try.  I had overslept, aw… Read More

I don’t think I’ll ever walk in the woods again.  They were a big selling point for the house. Woods, practically next door. Sweeping seas of nature, as far as the eye co… Read More

We are not yet divorced, but we sleep in separate beds. Drifting off to muted, melancholy dreams, where we meet, exchanging steely stares and placid pleasantries. Sullen ships… Read More

It was half past ten, and she was thinking about lunch already. Poppy’s stomach snarled as she shuffled through the hall and gazed, with disinterest at the paintings. Sprawling, sobbin… Read More

Our oceans have become puddles, stomped through by your sensible shoes, leapt over, like a lovesick ballerina, who longs to land in God’s good graces, but has been bound to… Read More

All that I have are glimpses. Ghostly shivers, poison as I pass by her door. Nevermore. The sky is silent, watching me pace and pay attention to each ember of the fire that th… Read More

I’ve no idea where the sun has got to. I am lost in a lightless night, layered in lavender and lilac, listening to rare records from Welsh and Mancunian songbirds, who smo… Read More

Roses were red, now, dead, on the doorstep, too timid to knock, now, shrivelling in the cool, cruel winter sun. Life is now, each second, so much more meaningful than we k… Read More

Piercing blue skies and pearl earrings, smoky laughs and changing seasons. Polka dotted printed blouses, blushing brides in salmon chiffon, smiling from the window as I wait for… Read More

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The stars were sick of sad stories, hungry, in their hearts for the whole world to change. The branches bowed as we bounded through the forest, kissing in the cascading darkness… Read More

The butterflies are coming back, early, but earned, by the scorched, silent earth. Raindrops reach out to the solemn soil, soothing her with a gentle kiss, whispering about the f… Read More

Our hands are dancing in the dark, hypnotised by hundreds of trailers, hundreds of chances to be here again, with popcorn between us, staring up, aching for us to kiss, like t… Read More

The sun was a false prophet, but I forgave her for her deception. She never meant to lie, but the words were planted in her mouth, like bad seeds, shoots, choked by weeds, on… Read More

At the very beginning of the year, London’s sky was filled with fireworks. The annual New Year’s fireworks display that closed out 2023 and welcomed 2024 featured a touching trib… Read More

The flames have been waiting, seated, neat, above a pink candle, with the weight of all my wishes wrapped around her head like a crown of thorns. I never meant to make her the home… Read More

You said you wanted me to understand, and then you didn’t speak for a century. My sweet, suffering paper doll, impossible to perceive, kneeling to worship, worsening and… Read More

Jewels dance through the sky, owned by nobody, admired by the dreamers and doomers alike, never to be forgotten, never to be seen through the same eyes, always willing to hear… Read More

What would you do if you won the lottery?Honestly, I’d fake my death. That might sound dramatic, but in fairness, anyone who has been around for a while knows that I am quite possi… Read More

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You scratch, and you scorch, my favourite girl, all aflame, all asunder, gathered in my rosey gaze. No good, according to those I didn’t ask, no problem, if I treat you… Read More

Grey clouds grow, grasping every part of the sky, but the sun still smiles, because the storm cannot last forever, and one day, she will emerge from the endless shadows, to… Read More

Fenced in, sore shoulders and the headache from hell. Baited like a bear at the circus, jolted and twisted, awoken long before the day was truly born. She must perform… Read More

Swept up in spiteful cyclones as Summer sends her best regards, the morning brings malicious madness, and not a hint of mercy. Winter winds have been waiting for my weakness, wat… Read More

The iron lung isn’t forever.  I am surrounded by the insistent beep of the monitors, the relentless rapping of the rain at the window, the endless hum of the lights up ahead, a… Read More

Just let me sleep, on a bed of beautiful lavender, all gathered from a grateful garden, never asking, never taking, always with a smile. Long before I was born, on a Sat… Read More

Old Scratch was displeased. The sky above him was scorching as he set eyes on the border between his realm and the human world.  They sickened him.  He tried to avoid the hum… Read More

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My bed begged me to be blue, frozen and fixed to her soft sheets, adored and enveloped by her warmth as a new week began, and another Monday made its way towards me. I could see… Read More

There was a phone number scrawled atop the motorway bridge, hotline to an angel, who couldn’t quite understand, but would endeavour to try. Everybody is trying, and… Read More

One more for the road is an empty promise, because I will weave the longest way home, endless empty paths that I will fill with fantasy, claiming your collar with my coral kiss… Read More

I’m washing my sins at the river, knowing that they’ll never leave, but learning to love them. You are lost in the lullaby of the loving waves, swimming to shore… Read More

She was so passionate, and perhaps, that was what I loved the most about her.  Long nights of dangerous desire. The classic game of cat and mouse. Her echoed cries and sighs surround… Read More

I was surprised by the snow. It arrived with no context, making no contact, not enough to crunch under my cheap shoes, no footprints, no letter to say goodbye, written with ic… Read More

I capture the colour of your essence on my lips, but it doesn’t keep you from cowering. I feigned familiarity, just to soften the blow, but there is nothing I can do to eas… Read More

Eyes like earth, still shining, sparkling under the sunlight, with a strand of silver hair across her stare, watching herself in the mirror, reminiscing upon the days when her… Read More

Flickering flames, softly kissing the dry, dreaming branches that once watched over us. Warm, and waiting for the right moment, my hand hovers over yours, and my eyes are devoure… Read More

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Scarlet stains my delicate dreams, and I drench my hands with all of the promises that I find at the bottom of a cauldron. I find strength at the bottom of a bottle, and my name, at… Read More

Last night lingers in the pounding head of a Princess who said yes, yes, yes, yes every time she fell against the bar, with a stranger’s arms around her, but the morning… Read More

The lights are dimming on these days, but more bloom beneath the darkness, and I watch them grow under the glow of the fireworks. They say that amor is immutable, insatiable… Read More

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You told me that you would happily die in my warm embrace, and suddenly, my arms were ice. It isn’t nice, but that’s just life, sweet darling, and I’ve been… Read More

I became besotted with my suffering at an early age, bewitched, and addicted, endlessly longing for pain, because it numbed the aching want that wounded my soul, spreading throug… Read More

Hello Jennifer, Typically, at this time of year, I write a little something to the girl of yesterday but this year, I will write to the girl of tomorrow. I couldn’t warn you about t… Read More

I’ve been waiting for her to catch me, but she’s as elusive as she is essential. Out of sight, out of reach, and I am almost out of time, hurtling down every road… Read More

Red ribbons are scattered among the sugar paper, as plum pudding satisfies the roar of rumbling stomachs on the sofa, and talking toys reach out from the television to tear the childre… Read More

Night falls, and I read your letter again by candle light, mouthing your words to the empty room, as the flame of the candle found its way to my heart. I glow, like a warm ev… Read More

We spent centuries on that beach. We were watched by the waves, as we grew old, and grew attached to one another. Her hand, caked in soft, brown sand, slipped into my own, my hea… Read More

I took flight with the night in my hand, whispering my secrets to the sky’s teardrops, knowing that when I arrived back on Earth, I would be changed for the better. Giving… Read More

It began with the sound of bells. Lisa had been waiting for her train, as she always did in the morning. Bells jingled, and they jangled, softly at first, but soon, all around her. Snow… Read More

Lisa trudged to the station the next day, with weary eyes and a mind full of worry.  The day before had been on her mind, and as she approached the station and stepped gingerly onto… Read More

It began with the sound of bells. Lisa had been waiting for her train, as she always did in the morning. Bells jingled, and they jangled, softly at first, but soon, all around her. … Read More

‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.  Not the children, who should have been fast asleep, dreaming, nor… Read More

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This isn’t the end, because forever is inevitable, just a hurried, worried breath, before I allow myself some peace. You have been banished to my pillows for a while now… Read More

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The moon is in my sign, and my mind is on my heart. There are lovers, laughing and living, right across the aisle, undeterred by icy winds and my icy stare, which softens when… Read More

All I wanted was to see her again, and again, in any place, and in any capacity, because she stripped me of my sad days, and made me consider the quiet kindness of happiness… Read More

These days, I am owed to too many people. Second after second, they shred their share from my skin, chattering as they chew. It’s never about how good I taste, and al… Read More

He towered above the sun and stars, except when he cried. When he cried, he burrowed deep beneath the ashen earth, down to the core of the planet, where he thought nobody could h… Read More

It was apparently okay to cry, all over the spilled milk of soiled dreams. Maybe it would have helped, reaching into the depths of a fractured soul and pulling one last teary eyed p… Read More

The first winds of winter were waiting, giggling in the sky with grey clouds as the sun sobbed at the way she had been betrayed. There was no promise of a happy ending, just the ine… Read More

It rained all day, but my skin was soothed by the soft kiss of the skies. I ran to the roses, holding them close to my chest as the wind rushed round our embrace. It was fruitles… Read More

I sold all my tools, tired of fixing, and aching from the obligations of every stray and sullen problem that became mine for no reason. Selfish was a state of mind, but one I str… Read More

My kiss was cryptic, only for my beloved, nervous but not without enthusiasm, every one, more hungry than the last, yearning and burning in a way I had never imagined possible… Read More

It’s in the air. All over the night’s sky, magnificent magic. Racing heart inside my chest, I am dressed for battle. Christmas is coming, as is my time, her bri… Read More

I was silently searching for the moon, waiting to make a wish, when you asked what was on my mind. I would tell you that I’d lost all ambition of worldly acclaim, but… Read More

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Copper and carmine combine in the fireplace, dancing to the familiar song of the season. The wind whistles as the witching hour begins, and good fortune trickles down onto the sheet… Read More

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When I am a corpse, grey and gaunt on a metal table, men will shake their heads and frown, their hands high above their heads, hurriedly hurling condemnation at the one man in pa… Read More

I watched her from the alley way, chuckling as she fiddled awkwardly with the buttons of her silly little coat. Her legs shook in the cold, cold wind, and her eyes darted around the dark, de… Read More

The city is a collection of jewels, shining out across the dark night, glittering as I gaze from the window sill, watching the sky for starlight, and a sign of the sweetheart who… Read More

It is how it was meant to be, as it was written, many moons and many authors ago. Restless from my roaming, inside last night, I gaze, curious, counting the ways that yesterda… Read More

The branches that birthed her, the body that walks the earth, a beating heart and a broken brain, rebuilt as the train slows to a stop and lightning fills the sky. The world is f… Read More

I built a palace from my darkness, dwelling within it, sharing secrets with my solitude, wondering about the wonder of being loved, and if it was worth demolishing my home to tru… Read More

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The night was young and naive. We were old before our time. You were drunk on my doorstep, and I was swept up in your sweet, sandy stare, watching you sink your teeth into your s… Read More

Candy gloss clouds, playful pink, parading across the sky, selfless, sending a smile to every passing person, with nothing to gain and no reason to remain kind in a cruel world… Read More