Fingers swirling like water to a sinkholeHalima touches the swell,Whirlpools darkening at her navel,She waitsAs her husbandTakes his fill,Syruping her fever,Roping her hair into necklaces, knuckled glass, chuckling, a phantompain packing insanity and laughter and windows clear enough to look through.Pause that knock.Ask if this is okay. If this is true.If blood is red.If fire […]
My particulate scrubbers have filtered lethal impurities for centuries amongst a flickering neon skyline, ever-evolving like a graphic equaliser. As you’ve grown, so have I. So, as you decommission me, treat me with the care I have treated you – I am you in a sense – and know that in three years when I’m […]
Blank page.No words.Just try. Her words,No meaning,My words,No feeling, Where’s the emotion? Try harder.Knuckle down.Be thoughtful. Fresh words,Too plain,Ambitious words,More pain, You’re trying too hard! Creativity flows.Feel inspired.Be natural. Exciting words:Too cliché,Passionate words:Too risqué, I guess that’s the thing about institutions –They just aren’t creative.
Like forgetting your headphones on a long journey,Like the holes between knitwear,Like water dripping between clenched fingers,Seeping like white t-shirts and bloodied wounds,This flower of red, blooms.And Memory forgets herself.
7.56 AM, Ted shouldn’t be going back to work so soon after Adele’s death. A cyclopean headlight swung round the bend. No one on the platform looked up. ‘There’s only ever one person on it,’ she’d said, pointing at the red tube. Inside sat a distressed man. ‘7.56, every morning…Never stops.’ That was yesterday. Grief […]