A simple wish.

A simple wish.

She watched her mum preen and pick out a dress, putting her hair up, looking her best. “Why can’t I come with you? I don’t want my bed. I want to be an adult right now!” she said. Her mum replied softly, “My dear heart, don’t fret. You have plenty of life ahead of you … Continue reading

Musings / Poems

No space to write.

eyes are flicky fingers itchy scratchy brain where my words think from jaw is catchy make mine sticky must i eat now space not to write for my kids sleep drags too slowly where can i hide words must come out suck like quicksand watch them tumble onto the screen in order some- how unjumbled … Continue reading