Caged by a metaphor Hard-baked stone formed by an eruption of fire and fury and petrified by terror A moat of stinking slime patrolled by armoured reptiles with teeth like broken bar-brawl bottles Dense thorn-sharp tangles woven tight protecting soft, pale tenderness as it sleeps its life away A carapace of […]
Coronavirus: How does this make you feel?
Living in a time of contraditions Saturday morning and obviously, there’s no football, no yoga, no lovely long bike rides to cafes, no cinema, no supermarket shop, nothing doing out there except a brisk walk. Nope. And we know this. It sucks. We know this too. While I gaze out onto quiet, still and silent […]