Don’t call me light red Passionate pink is sexy – Valentine’s hearts and ribbons Bubblegum, barbie, cotton candy, Squashums Pink for a girl Pink when the inside shows outside – the lips, the mouth, the eyes Watermelon, coral, flamingo Flamenco Pink is suggestive, makes them wink In the pink: never felt better White women’s pink […]
Purpose – 100 words
Purpose I watch the busy ants and wonder why we’re here. What’s the reason for it all? Is it to mate and procreate then keep the little buggers alive? Or raise our arms and howl to waken ancestors… and neighbours and join a primal cacophony? Can we heal our world when it’s been driven like […]
In praise of bending down – 100 words
In praise of bending down You can pick up a penny, find a (nother) ball under the sofa, and sneak under the fence. On a mat it’s downward dog – possibly the one that hides balls and trains me to a swifter swoop when something clatters. Or a forward fold – the top of a […]
Who do you think you are? 100 words
Who do you think you are? I am the ringmaster of my life I am so small the universe hardly knows I’m here I am lucky I am one of millions and millions of humans born screaming, and growing to strive and survive for a while. All unique – like me I am the things […]
In flight – 100 words
In flight I still think it’s miraculous that a fat-bellied hunk of metal and plastic full of grumbling humans can launch itself out of the grey Manchester rain and into a landscape of ripples and blue. Yet we roll our eyes and half watch someone with false eyelashes tell us about blowing a whistle to […]
Packing – 100 words
Packing From skin outwards Pants, socks, bra (sports, comfy, fancier) Trousers, shorts (blue veins out), t-shirts What if it’s cold: layers (like an onion) Waterproof? – it rains in Spain (plainly). The decision pendulums until the coat stays in the airport carpark. Skies are blue. Then, swimming and there’s so much more to consider. Cover […]
Up north – 100 words
People are friendlier, they’d help if you got stabbed, you know, dial 999 for you. They just wouldn’t in the south. But it rains a lot: makes everything green. Clouds decorate huge skies, something to look at while you wait for the bus – today’s only bus trundling through mountains, by glistening water to a […]
Patches
Patches There used to be a secret thing only for old women and certainly not happening here. Imagine my confusion (anxiety/upset/irritation/depression/etc) when, all of a sudden, my prime turned into something entirely other. A stultifying mist of shame descended and I hid from concerned gazes: I didn’t have answers: You can’t say: I think I’m […]