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Friday flowers

On Friday she got flowers. Friday’s child, Friday’s flowers, All the other hours of all the other days of all the other weeks of all the other years she got.. Broken eggs and burnt matches, Overdrafts and silence, Hidden keys and a punch in the neck, Lies and perfume, No shows and an empty chair,Continue reading “Friday flowers”

All mine

Girl now you made it All your successes are yours alone All your losses are yours alone Inside you what was empty is now full of life, Your shadow no longer crying to eclipse the light, All mixed together by a child’s fingers. Good girl, bad girl, girl…. Now you made it. You made itContinue reading “All mine”

Choose not to matter

In part 10 Alice asks are you choosing not to matter with or without your marriage and your mortgage? Choose (single) Life Choose the NHS Choose you -no one else will Choose not to matter. Choose a waiting list Choose your mortgage Choose a carrier bag of cider Choose not to matter. Choose him forContinue reading “Choose not to matter”

1826 no’s

1826 No’s Alice Smith on 5 years sober 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. 5 years sober. 1826 days. 1826 ways to say no. 1826 no’s to parties, invites, sex with strangers, ‘just one.’ 1826 no’s to family pressure, wearing that, saying this, climbing on tables, falling off tables. 1826 no’s to car parks at 3am,Continue reading “1826 no’s”

It felt safe until it didn’t

Post lockdown, there is now no collective grief. Post lockdown, there is now no mourning for what we lost. Post lockdown, there is now only chaos and rush and busy. In the West this looks like this – Ignoring the death of old structures. Been in a hospital lately? Tried to get a GP appointment?Continue reading “It felt safe until it didn’t”

I have to drink

We convince ourselves we have real choice when really….we never do. Think back. Look in the mirror. You will see that all that talk of choice is just that – talk. We are led by our emotions every time. We are weak. Even I felt weak Out Here – but that was simply because IContinue reading “I have to drink”

I want you back

One of the reasons I listen to Spotify and not to radio is that I can control my mind. Most pop music is about not being able to love or breathe without someone who just fucked off. Or how to get that person back. (I want you back.) I can’t think, breathe or sleep untilContinue reading “I want you back”

Handsome

This hand made music and grew flowers, it held many hearts but its palm is now dark. This hand made handprints in the moonlight on steamy car windows. This hand held your face and kissed it…and…smiled. Its signature spelled out a mistake made in a minute. I drew a line under a 7 year limboContinue reading “Handsome”