We had a bathtub, simple, with scrolled edge, rack for soap and flannels. The only shower I’d seen was in a chilly row of cubicles, in changing rooms at school and the local swimming baths: pools on the floor, no privacy. A shower with a curtain was new to me. It was pink and pretty-patterned […]
Day: April 6, 2018
Fan
I am weighty enough to buffet a heavy cloud of unwritten words gathered around her head. Her mouth itches with unspoken secrets – I am a token, an inky symbol brushed onto my bamboo ribs. She folds me into myself, from half moon to crescent, from foot to golden lotus, a message to be sent. […]
New Life
Four years ago I realised that teaching was sucking the life out of me. No time for reading or writing, exhausted and ill, I was a caged bird with clipped wings. These days I can spread my wings whenever I want to. nest of speckled eggs sun-warmed clutch in budding tree dreaming of the sky […]
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