Relic Station commute, cloudy breath – warm coat. I slip my hand into my pocket and find, not hankies and the change I keep for shop doorway residents, but a mask. Paper cotton, ear loops and that unforgettable yeasty breath smell. I’d put those birdsong bright days of fear and wide empty roads away. They’d […]
Find inspiration, she said – 100 words
Resolution – 100 words
New year: new you. What’s wrong with the old me, the current me? The me that hurt, and worked on it, and fell apart. Put back together. Kept going. Achieved the things that, with your try-harder, get-better whip cracking, you want me to leave behind. In the old year, like the broken bauble and the […]