Creative Writing / 04/05/2021 Set Life

Your life is a Netflix series, and everyone knew it. The love of your life plays the part of the love of your life. It’s not really her. It’s Hollywood. The series has a 7.5/10 approval rating. The entire human race was auditioned. Decisions were made soon afterwards. The cast are confident of success. With...

Creative Writing / 04/05/2021 Making Friends

Dolly hadn’t exactly been glad to see them go but she wouldn’t miss the noise of thundering footsteps up and down the stairs outside her flat. When she had complained to the landlord she wasn’t expecting that they would be evicted but it couldn’t really be said that it was her fault. Not really. After...

Creative Writing / 13/04/2021 Methods of Running in the Race to the Grave

I hear them now as I heard them before, Like winter’s raindrops, whistling past my ears These hymns pour through my spirit And they fall, through dense, damp air Brittle and bitter, once again, once more, Their flavour, warm and strange, Like cinnamon upon my tongue I was young When I heard them first, Every...

Creative Writing / 13/04/2021 A Safe Space

Therapy always began with a silence, the kind of dreadful silence that was desperate to speak. They asked him how he felt. He panicked. He always panicked when they asked him anything to do with feelings. The corners of his lips curled towards the broken fan above, the fan that turned slowly in the occasional...

Creative Writing / 23/03/2021 Beneath Silence

Silence is the cruelest weapon  You teach her to swallow back tears  Master the art of snide and contempt  Fight fire with fire, burn for burn.  Tell me, how long will it take to unlearn  All the hate she festers within, all the hurt?  With luck, she’ll dance atop broken glass  Scald the coffin; bury...

Creative Writing / 23/03/2021 Song

Come to this spectacle of pleasure And hear the circus shrieks, Its all pretend Because what you think means more to me Than all the satiny satisfaction of caresses and deep pleasure You never ask and i never say Although I am the reddest fiercest colour In a light leeched day A voice calling ripples...

Creative Writing

Creative Writing

Set Life

Your life is a Netflix series, and everyone knew it. The love of your life plays the part of the love of your life. It’s not really her. It’s Hollywood. The series has a 7.5/10 approval rating. The entire human race was auditioned. Decisions were made soon afterwards. The cast are confident of success. With…

Creative Writing

Making Friends

Dolly hadn’t exactly been glad to see them go but she wouldn’t miss the noise of thundering footsteps up and down the stairs outside her flat. When she had complained to the landlord she wasn’t expecting that they would be evicted but it couldn’t really be said that it was her fault. Not really. After…

Creative Writing

A Safe Space

Therapy always began with a silence, the kind of dreadful silence that was desperate to speak. They asked him how he felt. He panicked. He always panicked when they asked him anything to do with feelings. The corners of his lips curled towards the broken fan above, the fan that turned slowly in the occasional…

Creative Writing

Beneath Silence

Silence is the cruelest weapon  You teach her to swallow back tears  Master the art of snide and contempt  Fight fire with fire, burn for burn.  Tell me, how long will it take to unlearn  All the hate she festers within, all the hurt?  With luck, she’ll dance atop broken glass  Scald the coffin; bury…

Creative Writing

Song

Come to this spectacle of pleasure And hear the circus shrieks, Its all pretend Because what you think means more to me Than all the satiny satisfaction of caresses and deep pleasure You never ask and i never say Although I am the reddest fiercest colour In a light leeched day A voice calling ripples…

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A Month in the Country

Tuesday 24th March They announced it last night. We have to shut ourselves into our own homes and not see anybody. I can go for a walk for an hour a day, I can go to buy food, I can go to the Doctor’s. Shops and schools are closed, buses and trains are cancelled. I…

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Sweetness

who knows what the future brings? Maybe i’ll buy a plant, maybe i’ll pack it all in Memories, like drawings in steamed up glass Linger And I wonder if my hopes for us Will one day also be ghosts Images drawn in water Fading You walked up to me with gold and flowers in your…

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The Inheritance

“Now, there’s just one more thing to clear up.” My eyes wandered to the clock ticking softly on the wall. Outside, a family and dog strolled past the bay window and the sun shone. Inside, it smelled like furniture polish and instant coffee. “Which other thing?” I tried to yawn without opening my mouth, which…


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