6/2023
England’s borders were never open, Not since the days when all peoples Mixed across geography and its boundaries, And before Anglo-Saxon was even An idea in historians’ minds. Populated by… Continue Reading
5/2023
This is new. Hair, skin, arms, Entwined in light. By now, our Electricity has fused And bound us to each other’s Sweat, Tears, extremities. With each Inhalation, every Touch, we… Continue Reading
4/2023
The Rupture He gave her a ring one day. She gave it back the next. Perhaps it was the black stone That made her realise it was His heart that… Continue Reading
3/2023
There was something odd about death. He’d always thought that, and asked Himself why machines could be forever Repaired but not humans. He thinks of The day she convinced him… Continue Reading
2/2023
Those days, when nothing disturbed The quietness of holy hours, except For us, were wrapped in the speed Of an empty motorway, the verges Blurred beyond the windows. We skipped… Continue Reading
1/2023
We writhe through the clichés While we talk past each other On the sofa we’ve inhabited Since early last night intent On having fun and being Together the way we… Continue Reading
Day 365
I knew I’d end up writing another fragmentary as the last daily post of 2022, but I didn’t think I’d be telling you that, after two days of awful toothache,… Continue Reading
Day 364
The first draft of Aggie’s Art Of Happiness is complete. I finished it at 17:40 this afternoon. I don’t know how to feel about it, to be honest. I had a… Continue Reading
Day 363
The bad news is that I’ve totally lost track of time today. The good news is that I think I’m about three or four chapters from completing the first draft… Continue Reading
Day 362
I have spent much of the day staring into space, or staring out of the window looking at the godawful weather, and wrestling with the demons that often present themselves… Continue Reading