You, tempest, shudderGrasp trunk, handful muscleDirect me not, in violent taresYou, bit in my teeth, I’ll grindBack arched, enduringI bow to feet, not hail you Weather tricks,Feint purpose, liquid fancyShame, loathing, mount meI’ll clutch back, nails sharp, severingBlack drape eyes, bear through leeringPalms clamp ears, my pulse loud You’ll flee one thingBlack mold shrinking, sunSilver Read more

Note to reader: I’m sorry for the hiatus, I hope you haven’t been holding your breath, though it would be appropriate – see the blog title. I have been working on a short film for the last month or so and I hope to share it with you soon! This is the first of two Read more

I sit up from a bleached bed, bowed. I might try a jig or a stretch, not for relief, but just to know my body is something more than pain. Somewhere inside my gut my tissue is inflamed, I worry too there may be some wayward blood, but I don’t have time for those thoughts. Read more

Sodden at the door, Empty rooms, no company, Smiles and tears in cinema screens, Entreaties to strangers with darting eyes Are you not grace itself? Thick air and time abating, Hard lines to unkind impulses , Heart and light for others time, Envy, caught and berated Are you not grace itself? Little lies escaped and Read more

I went away for a few days to Cornwall to see my family. It’s silly but it’s taken me as many days to feel back at ease in London. I saw a quote saying home is where you stop trying to escape. Hello to those of you that have signed up to my blog. Hopefully Read more