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Skin

I remember that I once read about an architectural collective (I can’t remember their name) who described the ultimate impermanence of...

The Waiting

She headed out into the cold blue of that late January morning just as the world seemed to be starting to stir. The season was notably...

A few too many hands

On reflection, it was surprising how little noise it had made as it landed on the doormat. That package was too little, really, too light...

Eves of Transformation - Meeting my Crone

These words resulted form a Neurodivergent led Writing Workshop ran by Magical Women. I had however been thinking about the three stages...

And mankind had killed so many things the whole river became a Rusalka

I think I always heard her whispering, eyes peering at me like a frog from under the skin of her water. We human beings had largely...

Never shall I ever be the same again...

The hardest thing so far Has been realising that it doesn’t go away That you will always be left needing to do the work It takes Just to...

A Statement

Towards the end of May, in 2019, I was diagnosed with PTSD. After the breakdown of my last relationship I had stopped being able to...

One

It just aches A constant echoing hurt Filling the void that opened up inside the soft green heart of me When he cut his way out The blade...

The journey so far...

A few weeks ago I challenged myself to writing a little each day. Where my work has often been autobiographical or steeped in historical...

First steps

It is early July. This summer has been particularly hot already and much of the grass is dry and brittle on the ground. The corn...