Poetry

A Chemical Imbalance A new cashmere covers the floorit was too expensive to throw away.Coloured journals pile the deskto remind her of the good years.A closet stretched across a wallit was hard to pick one dress.A mirror the size of 17 platesto make sure she looks the best.A drawer packed with pill boxesto keep it […]

Below The Sea One night I dreamtI was under the seastanding on its bedbelow the surface inits oozing depths nosound of nothing butbellowing whales thebeauty intruding mydeepest sleep it waswarm and calming Iwas planted tight intothe cool sand no hurryand worries gone underrumbling deep waterdreams and beyond.

Sea Chatter When the sun goes downthe sea goes black underits surface mermaidsswim and check out thedead fishermen.She tells me golden stories in the little boat where wefloat across the fjord withoranges and no oreswaiting for the coastalguard to rescue us.My father has seen one! – Sticky orange juice on herchin, she squints at the