“There must be another life, she thought, sinking back into her chair, exasperated. Not in dreams; but here and now, in this room, with living people. She felt as if she were standing on the edge of a precipice with her hair blown back; she was about to grasp something…
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Keep your children close
I often think how lucky I am to have my daughter so close. In light of the recent atrocities in the world, even more so. I see my daughter several times a week. She often stays the night, comes for meals or sometimes we just go shopping. If she stays…
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I’m tired of tomatoes
I’m tired of tomatoes and hoping for some sun. I want the wind and the rain to come. Falling leaves and conkers, beanie hats and jumpers, Frigid air and toes that are numb in my wellies. I want to hibernate. I want to shut the windows and draw the curtains…
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Thoughts
“It’s always hard to remember love – years pass and you say to yourself, was I really in love, or was I just kidding myself? Was I really in love, or was I just pretending he was the man of my dreams? Was I really in love, or was I…
My thoughts
my thoughts… Like scabby rocks, little pieces of sharp metal,my thoughts. Like the scratchy fake long fingernails of uselessness, my thoughts. Tinny sounds that make my ears sting and my teeth grind, my thoughts. Pointy, spiky. Barbed wiry with bits of wool stuck to them blowing in the wind a…
I remember as a child
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Yorkshire post and poetry
So me and sis are little kids and we write poetry. I remember my mum telling me this story and I also still have the cuttings of our poems from the Yorkshire Post. I don’t actually remember writing poetry, ever, but clearly I did. Sis got a book of her…