20th November

In the white cotton sheeted bed. A hibernating beast haunting the middle of nights, stretching his eyes to unnatural places, mangling his face, contorting his sharp bones, and making the two of us whisper as he shakes, 'Relax daddy, you're OK daddy' just in case he recognises our voices as we stroke his arm and... Continue Reading →

2nd March 2019

When I have a drink in bed, the mattress could be anything, a raft, an island, a flying carpet. 8pm in bed on a Saturday night? In my 20s I swore I'd party my whole life. I was right. Except now the party isn't a Saturday night, the party is in my soul. It's gratitude... Continue Reading →

5:30am 22nd February 2019

She realised she must be grateful for fucked up shit. They were still alive. Impossible thought! But in the early morning, she felt a new day. Blessing. The smell of onions on her washed hands was life now. They cooked together. Some days they chanted, cross-legged, closed-eyes, holding hands. Other days he'd walk. Deep breaths.... Continue Reading →

9th February 2019

You uplift me. I say, I'm terrified. You listen with shimmering eyes. Listen humbly as always. We acknowledge not wanting to cause pain in the other. Your brown hand scarred with tiny pale circles of light skin, from burns, digs fingers into your scalp amongst speckled grey, beautiful-black dreadlocks. That hair. Smells of comfort, of... Continue Reading →

About me

Welcome to my website; a series of poetic diary entries as I stand by my father on his cancer journey. He was diagnosed stage 4 in March 2017. In 2015, I made the decision to become a writer. Since, I've completed a Creative Writing MA, written 2.5 (!) manuscripts and won the Janklow & Nesbit... Continue Reading →

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