Daily Prompts
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OF WHAT HURT, WHAT STAYED, AND WHAT I RELEASED.
There is a peculiar thing about old receipts. The paper thins, the ink fades, the edges…
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FARTHER I ROAM, CLOSER TO HOME.
The little aeroplane on the in-flight screen had been crawling across the map for hours, stubbornly…
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THE DAY WAS OVER. I WASN’T.
By the time I closed the front door behind me, the hospital was technically miles away,…
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NOT EVERY FIRE NEEDED MY BUCKET.
The first spark was embarrassingly small. A comment. Nothing dramatic, no shattered glass, raised voices or…
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SOME DAYS ONLY SURVIVE AS SENTENCES.
I cannot remember what I ate that day. I cannot remember what I wore, whether the…
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An Evening Walk Through Smestow Valley
joy in small things Daily Prompt After a soul-satisfying Italian lunch at Fiume, my partner and…
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The Last Visit
There are small kindnesses we offer in the everyday—blankets tucked over knees, water sipped through a…
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When Grief Looms, Send Blooms
Was today typical? After waking up from a night shift, blurry-eyed and caught between two worlds—the…
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Play Is Not a Luxury
I’ve always been quietly fascinated by the instinctive ways we retreat when the world begins to…
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I nourished the part of myself that had been hungry for home.
I nourished the part of myself that had been hungry for home. I’ve spent money on…
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IN CASE OF EMERGENCY, FIND YOUR PEOPLE.
The bag by the door looked impressively prepared for the end of civilisation. Water. Medication. Important…
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A VERDICT WRITTEN IN ANGER
The train carriage had been reasonably peaceful until one passenger decided that all of us needed…
