Forgive me, someone, for I have sinned, I have done many Terrible Things. I washed four spiders down the bath hole; I hung up on someone when I put them on hold. Pretended I was out when my sister called; Lied and said my housemate wasn’t going bald; Forged my work timesheet to get extra [...]
‘Feeling kinda hinky’ won’t usually cut it, And people get upset if you cite it as a cause, But if you dig in resolutely and stay true to your gut, it Will usually turn your sail right and keep you from the squalls. The in-taught/self-taught guiding voice of sense Is as uncommon and unseen, and [...]
Silver curves and hollowed belly, Welcoming streams and scoops and tastes, Bulbed and flared, then tapered down, Past the dainty neck and narrowed waist. Seductive promise of savoury daubs, Linger, reflected in the shining bowl, Dabs and sups of ladled delight, Concave-mirrored in silverware’s soul.
There are gaps in the day where the fear creeps in pauses between breaths and moments between pauses: the waiter disappears with our menus and leaves us to our eye contact; at home, the bath rushing, the kettle boiling, and waiting for the microwave’s end. Their welcome noises fill the spaces where the fear creeps [...]
My tiny, tumbling, fluffy dears, Unexpected and discovered in a carton in the lunch room at work. “They couldn’t get across the road. I couldn’t leave them.” He said and shrugged. And then it was mine. That made sense to me: darling small things. Damned absent dam, where is she? Peeping, beeping, meeping yellow foam [...]
