Fencing (revised)

Cows droop their tongues through the wire, wrapping them around unmown grass already fully acknowledged and tutted at by neighbours. Poppy heads erupt, red petals flung

Watching Bridget Jones in Vietnamese

The interpreter played every part (which complicated the fight scene). Their mouths made different shapes to the words she gave them. They wanted to say something else,

How We Live Now

haiku-style poems about how we live now.

Return to Wild Wood

This England. High sky, mid-afternoon. Its early summertime, and a light rain falls. Here we both are. Standing. Hand in hand, amongst trees, bees, butterflies.
Cherry

Hit the Black

"Hello?" "John, it's me, Mark. We need to talk." "What's wrong?" "There's been an accident..." It was 6:30 am when John hit the black.

A Hint Of Pink

Under my left hand I feel her mouth Under my right Her hearts beats fast
Cherry

Autumn Chill

No amount of Summers Can make up for a bitter Autumn

Lust Is Dry

This plain girl Is more than simple She’s hidden treasure Under a wimple

Liam's Story - Part Four

In his dream, Liam was walking down a narrow hallway, a soft glow seeping through the crack at the bottom of the door of the room at the very end.

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