Cathexis

Sun rouses me, calls me to the windowwhere she stains low-hanging clouds like teasteeping in boiled water.I feel fat with love today after waking from a uncanny dreamwhere streets lined with radiator brush treesled me, Panglossian to have been seduced on a Friday,to you. While sun leaps softly out of the tree topsand plays an … Continue reading Cathexis

Please pay at the reception desk on your way out @ Kaleidoscope

The first time my poem "Please pay at the reception desk on your way out" was published was in the late autumn of 2020. It was accepted by Blanket Sea, a small indie publication dedicated to poetry about chronic illness. I received the honour of having my poem nominated for the Best of the Net … Continue reading Please pay at the reception desk on your way out @ Kaleidoscope

Autumn poem: Soothing things with a hint of melancholy

She's got a friend. 1. Grass, not the freshly-cut kind, but the kind that has been drying in the late-afternoon sun’s warmth. 2. The oily, herbaceous sweetness of rosehips decaying on the bush in the late summer. 3. The simultaneous hiss of the espresso machine with the dispersing earthy citrus-and-almond aroma of freshly-brewed coffee. 4. … Continue reading Autumn poem: Soothing things with a hint of melancholy