The Sea

My heart moves within my ribcage, making its way towards the surface, until it has reached the very first layer of flesh, mere centimetres from the skin that separates it from my chest. It lets out a gasp, finally breathing once it has arrived at the edge of my body. My blood runs. My back has been drained from it, […]

Ocean

When my heart was overflowing with secrets, so much that I couldn’t speak without spilling water and choking on heartstrings, you noticed and let me pour some of my life’s waves into yours. A river was created, my heart is its source and it flows into your veins. 

Honeymoon

Honeymoons and stars of milk, The sun kisses her on the nose and like windflowers, freckles bloomed, marking a path where a ray of light had previously laid. They are to skin what stars are to the skies.  Moss is to stone what skin is to the bones. She has a name engraved in her heart chambers, One that is […]

Summer

There’s something about it that makes me restless. I’ve never had a sleepless night in winter. I buried my heart half a year ago, Between ice and soil, Time and life. Now a dove has flown to my window and brought me a heartstring. Yours. I wear it around my wrist as a keepsake.

June

August meant a blooming flower, June was every blossom on the earth. She was a tidal wave of petals, She was every falling autumnal leaf. Hyacinths sprouted from the blood of a fallen lover, Rose was the symbol of the feeling itself.  A river flowed to the heart of the world, An Ocean submerged it. She surrounded it, Protected it. […]

Bone Marmalade

Bone-like feathers tumble from a pair of wings, the hollow shoulderblades of a fallen angel. Lungs are filled by the absence of a breath, Your soul is peeled from your body as if it were honey. The fall is the beginning, a head is crowned by a shattered halo of cartilage and carnations. Roses cushion your fall at first, But […]

Winter

Rain pooled at the bottom of my heart,  It dripped and rolled down to my fingers. Sometimes, I feel like I’ll float away, On other days my limbs are an oak tree’s roots. I ask myself how long this will last, Days are endless, years mere seconds. Rain surrounds me all the time, I’m covered in it, I don’t even […]

Lady of the first fruits

Oh, Juliet. What did you do? Wine laced poison coats your lover’s lips, Ivory skin has turned to ice, His heart has stopped for you. It’s too late, Violence always ends in violence, Your tears stain his chest in a silent prayer, Love can bloom from hatred, But it can still wither. Oh, Juliet. The dagger carves a picture on […]

Part six

I dipped my feet into the water as I waited. I couldn’t recognise myself, I looked monstrous, with shredded lips and a bleeding mouth. Your reflection appeared behind me and in a daze, almost reached in. I turned around to face you but something was wrong. You held onto a letter, twin to my own, and pressed it into my […]

Part five

The punishment for stealing something is the amputation of a hand, if not both. So it made sense that the punishment for having an affair was the loss of a tongue. ‘Oh hush.’ My mother said after it was done. ‘If you wanted to prevent this then you should have kept out of trouble.’ I wondered if she knew the […]