despite the pain I still wish to re member You piece your photograph back from the ashes I hold in my cold hands despite the sadness I...

There was a moment When we were not Creeping back into warm holes of fantasy And breathing words to each other There were White, neat...

During the last years of his life, my granddad took up the hobby of painting. He would spend hours bent on a wooden desk, an expression...

I wore my favourite black dress that night – I still remember it vividly if I try hard enough. I’d bought it at the fair one Sunday with...

Don’t worry, you were still soundly asleep when it happened. Your eyelids were closed softly and you looked unperturbed, almost...

Cheam Park is your resting place now The cemetery of memory Where we walk constantly Where your face is a place among The weeping...