Leaving Traces of Myself

If I look around my room, I see the work of a disorganized person. A jumper hangs over the desk chair, ignorant of the fact that in this corner of the world it's almost summer and therefore I shouldn't have need of a jumper. The dressing table has a candle on it, half-burned down and… Continue reading Leaving Traces of Myself


Rain. A reminder of quiet and shyness, halting things off. Faltering confidence, a precursor of what was to come. A promise - or a threat. Underlying suggestion of what might happen next. Coat. Checked, lined inside. Threads loose and frayed around the wrist; elbows starting to (very slightly) wear thin. It hangs dejected over the… Continue reading Symbols