these are not tales of wanting to be close but tales of need tales of nothing else will do tales of we are losing anyway I tail off when we try to make sense of what is happening when all we have is positivity all the while listening to others complaining about the mundane, the…
I have a new poem out in the latest issue of The Pangolin Review, “Bleachers At Clearwater”. It’s something of a departure from my usual subject matter, and it was written on the coach on the way back from Clearwater, Florida, to Lake Buena Vista. It’s definitely more light-hearted than my usual writing, but I think…
My latest poem has been published by Eunoia Review! It’s called Post-diagnosis and I’m very proud of it. You can read it here – enjoy!
My heartbeat makes my loose-fitting t-shirt flutter rhythmically over my chest. I stop breathing so I can see the full effect, watch the fabric fall in, fall out. Braless breasts separated as if in argument, creating a cavity at my centre. Each tiny shudder makes me feel thinner than I am, more fragile than I…
June, d’you know when you will end can anyone tell me when it ends if it ends I have been searching for the tail of the thread but it disappears between my fingers the month so short already gone yet not never-ending but not where does it end in July what lies ahead what sinks…
Stage 1a cancer of the lining of the womb, which is pretty much the best result I could have asked for at my appointment today.
Hello! This is a quick update on my health situation. (I realise I always say “quick update” and it ends up being several paragraphs long.) Since my last update three weeks ago I have had: – Capsule endoscopy – Hysteroscopy under general anaesthetic – MRI scan (today) – CT scan (today)
Listen to this poem on my Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/writersam/when-i-die-i-want-to-be-a-tree I have been thinking about death a lot – picking out my plot instead of turning away and I have decided that I want you to hollow out a tree trunk and place me inside. Don’t chop it down, leave it growing and upright. Keep the top open…