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228: Becoming
I uncurl. My toes touch the ground. The windows are open, inviting the cold night air inside. An ice cream van passes below. I stand. I...
Mar 31, 20211 min read


227: Diary Entries From a Squared Room
24th March 2021 Tulips were delivered to my door today. I don't have a vase for them. I put them in an empty tomato sauce jar. 25th March...
Mar 29, 20211 min read


226: 18/3/2021. 04:00am
The world never seems so big as it does at 4am Under a starry sky Or simply under fairy lights Scrolling back through old photos I really...
Mar 26, 20211 min read


225: Around the Dune
I took a walk in the desert for no other reason than to see what the wind had shifted and revealed in the night. I covered my hair with a...
Mar 24, 20211 min read


224: The Colour Grey
Grey is the colour that makes "nothing" visible. Grey is between black and white. Grey is opposed to extremes. Grey is what wants to...
Mar 22, 20211 min read


223: Glass House
I am becoming a sedimentary layer slowly disappearing under dust, the fog that creeps in through the sealing of the windows, and the...
Mar 19, 20211 min read


222: To be, or not to be
There's a lot of things Google won't tell you 'Will love always die?' is something you can't ask AI Never know till you try And then you...
Mar 17, 20211 min read


221: Wind Rush
A kitchen sink of thoughts Whirls through my mind Swirling, spiralling, As if through a canyon Ricocheting off the walls of my brain And...
Mar 15, 20211 min read


220: The Goat in the Square
"Why is there a goat there?" I was looking down into the empty square. Empty — except for the goat. It stood on a green patch, white with...
Mar 12, 20211 min read


219: It's Okay
Sometimes the best we can do is acknowledge that right now is difficult and joyless and awful and that we can't fix it right away. Maybe...
Mar 10, 20211 min read


218: Good Morning
He came towards me, humming, dressed in green, and greeted me with a nod, a smile, and a "Good morning". And a good morning it was...
Mar 8, 20211 min read


217: Observations From the Street
You can't tell the days apart by walking down the street anymore. The Chinese place is still shut; the lights inside are turned off....
Mar 5, 20211 min read


216: Sunbeams
The sun came out today to sit in my window for a while. He warmed the corner of my room and gently encouraged me to water my plants. When...
Mar 3, 20211 min read


215: No Pets Permitted
A few weeks ago a rat moved in. Or maybe it was a mouse. We're not entirely sure. But move in it did. It lived under the fridge, eating...
Mar 1, 20211 min read


214: Waiting
I light a campfire so you will find me. I sit down to wait. I have brought little, beyond the lighter, a blanket, and myself. I expect...
Feb 26, 20211 min read


213: Regeneration
Are we scared of finding our bodies colonised by fungi that slowly rots it from the inside out? Are we scared that someone will cut us...
Feb 24, 20211 min read


212: Adopted Orchid
I adopted an orchid when I moved in. The stalks had been cut, leaving withered brown sticks next to four dark green leaves. The roots...
Feb 22, 20211 min read


211: Watching Your Steps
It's one of those things you can't unsee You don't necessarily need to unsee it (Maybe you don't want to unsee it) (If you know, you're...
Feb 19, 20211 min read


210: Distracted II
Horses — four Carriage — one New clothes — six sets A minor fortune lost It is always like this When something goes missing Between here...
Feb 17, 20211 min read


209: Distracted I
I'm not a poet, but I like to write. I like to think about sentences that turn and twist and feel like they're about to peter out — only...
Feb 15, 20211 min read
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