Days of the Week

Children's Nursery Rhymes Revisited  On Friday you took to the streets with your friends: ‘There’s no second planet – make climate change end!’ On Saturday you flew to Barbados and read that the insect population was critical – might soon be dead. On Sunday your family slaughtered a goat to celebrate your Homecoming – the … Continue reading Days of the Week

Happiness

Are you happy? He asks whilst slurping his soup, It’s his new favourite topic that goes on in a loop, How happiness is something you find and achieve, It’s not something that’s arbitrary, elusive, misconceived.   I am grateful for many things here in my life, My health, this house, the heating on at night. … Continue reading Happiness

Mary

You were named after Mary, Which one you’re not sure The Virgin? The Harlot? The one who scrubs the floors, or was her name Martha? Either way it's not fair, Your name is a burden that others don’t share.   ‘Hail Mary Mother of God,’ the priests would intone as all the kids around you … Continue reading Mary

Martha

For the Perthshire Mummy Brigade   It’s 6 in the morning you’re lying in bed, You’re watching your husband get dressed and you’ve said: ‘Let me turn down your collar, I’ll straighten your tie.’ You’ve toasted his success, ‘Here’s mud in your eye!’ His new job is starting, he’s anxious as fuck, You hope that … Continue reading Martha

Scars

You died on Friday  on the day we were meant to go to Spain. Instead of sun and vitamin d, I sat in crushing pain, Repeatedly asking Why? Why? Why? over and over again.   Textbook grief: I did it all, those ‘stages’ every one, And all it really made me do was want to … Continue reading Scars

Complicit

You say ‘I’m sick, I cannot work,’ I say ‘Go take a nap.’ Your illness makes you howl and weep, My fingers itch to slap Your ravaged, ruined, stricken face. I don’t have any time for this, I’ve far too much to do, How can I help you manage what your sickness makes you do? … Continue reading Complicit