September 13, 2020
My dearest Melbourne, The simple mouthing of your name fills me with longing, the way it sounds on my lips, Mel … booooourne, oh, what mixed […]
July 26, 2019
I hate trains. Everything about them. I hate the way they smell like old socks. I hate that thousands of arses have sat on those grotty […]
May 3, 2019
His long legs creep ever so gently along the web as he rhythmically pulls and places his silk into position. We watch in awe, captivated by […]
February 21, 2019
“Where are you?” “The roads are blocked, we can’t get there.” “Is everything OK? Are you OK?” He’s pulled away from the group, talking in a […]
March 19, 2018
Out it flutters when I open the pantry door. A tiny, light brown moth with silver on its tips. It’s insignificant but still gets under my […]
September 19, 2017
“Can we talk? Sorry, I know this might seem sudden but we need to talk about ‘us’. “Lately something has changed, I am not sure why […]