Baby and me

It’s 6am and it’s crying. I pick at the sleep in my eyes and wait for Mum to come in while the midget boom box exercises its lungs at Mariah Carey pitch. I roll over and wedge the pillow into my ears.   Still waiting. She doesn’t come.   An ear-bleeding eternity later and I…

David

David had never worn a dress before. He ran his hands down his waist and hips, enjoying the smooth, snug embrace of the yellow, boned cotton. It reminded him of the soft feathers of the canary he kept in a cage at home which his Dad didn’t approve of. He peered out from behind the…

Hospital visit

An empty beer can rattles past my feet And the half forgotten frivolities of a blurry Friday Relive in aluminium tinkles. Ambulances cry out, wailing For bygone tragedies and future mistakes.   But we must keep walking Away from ‘Get Well’ petals.   Trudging under my footsteps, the ashen pavement edges by Like rainwater, stalling…

I remember my school lunch box

At school, I was jealous of Alisha because she had a Forever Friends lunch box which was peach coloured with a purple handle, and a picture of two round teddy bears on the top. When Mum bought my lunch box for me I was not impressed. It wasn’t even a box. It was a bag….

Commuter train

It’s Thursday morning and I’m on a late commuter train to London. It’s an uninspiring affair. A gentleman just walked past, in his late fifties or so, SWEATING to be on this train. No doubt he gets this train every day because it’s more financially viable to work in London and live in Kent, and…

Another Day at the Office

Valerie pushed away her uneaten prawn cocktail. It was a pre-packed lunch time treat she couldn’t really afford, but she had spotted this one in the reduced section at the supermarket and decided to indulge. Wincing as the first spoonful of gone off, tangy seafood slid over her taste buds, she tried not to retch…