Thursday, 26 October 2017

Molskine Pages - Walking On Water

I learned early how to walk on water, to tread softly on unstable minds. Drowning was never a worry in stormy times. My talents bought me new layers of skin and enough excuses to ward off any rightful blame. I grew up in a house with a dead garden, I never
learned to walk on grass.

Wednesday, 25 October 2017

Moleskine pages- Before The War

From the softness of his head came soft thoughts of milk and honey. She fed him on pieces of her self when the darkness overtook them. She dreamed of loving him more but didn't care enough.

Monday, 18 September 2017

Friday, 8 September 2017


They kept their secrets in deep pools of thought. Magic words lifted clouds of collective anger and gifted animals with the burdens of man. The women learned to live and die underwater...all alone.

Sunday, 22 January 2017

Moleskine Pages- Language

His pathetic need always made me feel slightly sick. A sweaty red face announced his intentions...just another language I'd picked up without ever meaning to. My pretending not to understand made him work harder and made me smile.

Wednesday, 4 January 2017

Moleskine Pages- Money Was Spent

The dance was ungainly, unlovely and bladder- voidingly sad. Crying was a waste of precious water in these barren, faithless times.So grief took novel and extravagant forms. No expense was spared. No one was spared...Only the best rope was used. She swung smoothly till the very last. All money raised was spent.
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