Autumn

YOU walk briskly through the bustling morning streets. Your breath comes in quick short gasps, the cold air burning your lungs and setting them alight like a Christmas tree. The cold air prickles exposed skin, and you sniffle slightly. Autumn has arrived in a fall of burnt leaves and clear, bright mornings, and anticipation coils … Continue reading Autumn

Building Bridges

There’s a tear in my heart I can’t fix. There’s a hole he made you can’t fill. There’s something broken I can't mend. There are stitches in my heart, you helped sew them. There's a bridge over the gaps, you helped build. There's a plaster over my wounds, that's healing thanks to you.

A Single Sock

SHE found it at the back of cupboard buried underneath an old jumper and some old tights with a hole in them. It's bright pink colour shone brightly underneath grey wool, and she released a sigh as she pried the single sock free from its dark grasp. She'd been looking for this sock for months … Continue reading A Single Sock

Tattoo

He scratched his arm lazily. His class was dragging by slowly, and he could already see the students losing interest in what he was trying to say. Gazes were shifting towards the clocks, chairs were swinging, and a few phones were already peering out from underneath tables. The students still hadn't realised he could see … Continue reading Tattoo