2 smoked mackerel fillets, in one vacuumed sealed plastic wrapping, seemed to sum up their marriage. They had purchased them on the Monday, with plans to serve them for breakfast the following day. Only, that morning came, and she gave them a peck on the cheek and said ‘I’m in a hurry. I’ll grab something … Continue reading 2 smoked mackerel fillets
from behind glass - detached - small interactions - shops, pub, coffee shop etc. alone, slow tears - writer - essays - memories - neighbours - noises - trying to avoid contact I don't know if this was intended to be a poem or a story outline.
The egg dried onto the metal of the frying pan. It sat in the sink, capturing the drips of the tap. It seemed to sum up her depression so. Every time she thought about cleaning, she could only stand at the sink and join in with the tap’s weeping.
Would I feel less like an imposter and more like me?
the shopping centre is being assembled - filled with brands - restaurants and chain stores that will not feed or clothe - nor welcome the rough sleepers that are nestled in the shop doorways around this building ‘they’re all addicts’ ‘they make more money in a day than we do in a week’ they haven’t … Continue reading welcome