Christmas Eve: A Short Story
A girl kneels on a stool so she can see her whole face in the mirror. She’s trying something new with her hair, a lot of spray and...
Here Comes the Sun: A Short Story
The rabbit wakes, warren-deep in tunnels of earth. One ear raised, a nose twitching. He can smell fur, damp grass, worm and root. He...
Your Wild and Precious Life
I am going to start by mentioning a funeral, but this is not in sadness. I may cry as I write though. Bear with me. As the celebrant...
Versions of Herself: A Piece of Flash Fiction
This is what she believes. That she can only be loved in small parts. In draft versions of herself. Sunday morning, car-boot-sale her....
5 Poems That Changed My Life
In a little diversion from my monthly '5 Books...' feature where my esteemed contributors share their life-changing reads, I'd like to...
Game, Set and Patch
Do you remember that ‘tennis girl’ photo? Fiona Butler, approaching the net and scratching her gorgeous bottom, revealing that she is not...