Weak with the Dawn
Weak with the dawn, With a thin grey light seeping in Just below your absence and just below Everything…
The History of Herons
(Malpas, Truro) What force is at work scripting this egg yolk, Sculpting the wet tangle of the shelled bird?…
The Rape of Europa
A million fields between Amsterdam and Berlin, sewn together by hedgerows and fences into a limitless skin that covers…
Extra-Curricular
When I was fourteen I lost my soul in the great depression of the Seventies it slipped away in…
Extract from Dr. Watson’s War
Chapter One: 221b Baker Street It was the smell of the place. The rooms that I’d agreed to take…
If Only You Knew I Can See You
On the twenty-fourth of February 1909 my husband decided to kill me. I like to believe he had thought…