Back Home Blues

I arrive home at 4am this morning severely¬†delayed flight without warning I should’ve been warm in my bed or lightly snoring and, if you’re wondering, an empty airport is extremely boring.   I had fled the monotony and the stress craved another life I must confess one without problem or decision making under duress one…

Shanté Stay or Sashay Away!

There are no answers to be found at the bottom of a gin bottle. I realise this on Thursday sometime between 11pm and 4am Friday. My mind is in full on panic mode as I become discombobulated and begin to fade into a self destructive period of drinking, binge eating and insomnia. For several weeks…

Fem Feels … on burnout

Hello from the Cotswolds. Hello from a lakeside town house where I watch the geese and swans swim. How nice to be away from London after a busy week. One day last August I went off like a firework at work. I left my job and never got the chance to say goodbye to my…

Scar Tissue

Irritation. A rip, a tear. The unravelling of fused skin. From within the dank cavernous channel discomfort stirs. A dull ache drains the remaining energy. Nausea paws clumsily up and down the body. Pain pulsates, throbs, churns. Around and around, hot and searing. Bile rests, burnt back of throat. Body bent forward, breath caught, sudden…

Closed for Christmas

I have decided that I do not want to join anyone for Christmas dinner. I can stay here and wait until Wednesday when it’s time to return to work. You will make a bigger deal of this information than I will but I am closed for Christmas. Shutting down. Lights out.

Soon Undone

Bells will toll in two weeks from now and I pray let it end whatever seven year run I am in. Every broken mirror accident, inside-house umbrella, or once through an opened legged ladder I absently walked under. Whatever I did, I do not remember, but, I feel the curse. Black mist wrapped itself around.…