Her skull a creamy eggshell
I look for him each morning in the mirror
Strands of pearls
The air is full of pins
Could you have a word with Susie ?
An awkward hand made thing, pot bellied with a spout glazed in muddy brown. It was a gift. Who from, I can’t recall. I kept it on my desk for years. I’d pick it up sometimes and feel the grittiness that lay beneath the glaze, marvel at the clumsy spout, all caked with soot, where […]
Meet Uncle Mostyn, the King of the Roaring Twenties, and verger at a dusty little church
Like pictures through a seeing glass, portraits painted on a finger nail
Sometimes my long lost girlfriends come to haunt me.They steal into my dreams, but never stay.They just drop in to see if I’m still happy.When I say “yes” they smile and fade away.Katie – cheekbones, legs, moved like a racehorse,county voice, a smouldering sensual stare -is now a granny doing an OU coursewith dodgy hips […]
I came too late, and never saw his face
I had the feeling I was not alone.