On Your Desk

Pan au chocolat half eaten, lone toothpaste without a brush, peppermint tea atop red wine rings. Last biscuit in its empty pack, …

Poem For A Haemorrhaged Frog

Something about you broke my heart. Something subtle stung me in the way you moved around that pond in the brick …

1st draft extract #1

I unloaded our little camping stove, which was dented and covered in spatterings of dried tomato sauce and dust, and banged …

A Poem For An Old Laptop

You were always petite, with your thirteen inch screen sometimes I had to squint to catch the fine print, though …

These Days

These days I hurry to keep myself in sight. Profile glances into restaurant windows often whisper me warnings. Ripples and …