Your Origami Rose

‘On one of the last days I reached out and closed my hand around your rough, scarred thumb.’

Love in a time of oceans

‘The woman took a bite out of the love of her life, and spat it out into the ocean.’

Poem: True grit

I felt grit in my eye and my god didn’t it burn. It stung against my eyelashes and dripped, almost, … More

Poem: Those we have lost

Death always gets the wrong ones: Always reaching out a cold, bony finger pointing his aim at the voice of … More

Poem: I ran back to you

I ran back to you the first time that we met. I ran back, with my cheeks flushed and asked … More

Mr Morrison

‘He was never under any illusion that he could fix all of the world’s problems, or even those of the tiny world he had inhabited for over three decades, alongside criminals, degenerates, low-lifes and innocents of all descripts.’