Snail trails I do not see it slither yet it draws a dotted line on my doorstep, a pirate chart – X marks the spot. This galleon is not sailing. It goes, they say, by squeeze and stretch of a muscle so glistening and fringed, it’s rude to stare. But I do stare – this […]
A mother’s roll – 100 words
A mother’s roll Mum to be New mum Gina Ford mum Breastfeeding mum Mastitis mum Formula mum Working mum Sign language mum Baby-led weaning mum Playgroup rota mum Guilty mum Swimming lessons mum Neurodiversity assessment mum Fight their corner mum Single mum Shouty mum Sleepover mum Leave the office on the dot mum Scout […]
Funeral tea – 100 words
Change – 100 words
Change Wood eventually dries, crumbles, splits and releases the nail. Sellotape, exhausted, curls up and falls off the paper. Silt shifts and rocks roll down the river, night gloom is slashed by dawn and flees. Rain dries. Midnight hungry babies will eventually be teenagers that won’t get out of bed. Skin will sag. People […]
