Wild Boar
The angriest animal Is surely the boar Give it a prod And its temper will soar. But angrier still (And this is a warning) Is waking you up First thing in the morning. — Illustration courtesy and copyright of Jools Wilson. Thank you!
Bentback—a spoken word poem
I heard every word when I was nine: Bentback. Bentback. Look at him. Bentback. I heard every word when I was being bullied for having a back as twisted as a question mark. I heard every word and I stood and I said that soon I’ll have a spine of steel, that soon the doctors…
Fish and Drift Ice and Steady
“Well I won’t. And SHE can’t make me,” said Fish, coming to a standstill and turning to face Drift. They were stood by the roadside a few miles out from the town where Fish lived with her mum. She looked Drift up and down as though, now she had finally stopped moaning, she had noticed…
Staying Awake ‘Til Christmas Day
There are a few hours left ’til Christmas Day, I wrapped each present I wrote each card so lying here is very hard but I’m staying awake. There’s an hour or two ’til Christmas Day I’ve left a drink and one mince pie so lying here just makes me sigh but I’m staying awake. There’s…
The Christemas Tree—a Christmas story
a story from The Edge of Christmas “What if the magic of Christmas was really a curse?” HERE WILL NOT BE A FOURTH TIME, KING.” The music stopped. The dancers cooled their heels. Even the children hushed and stared at the willowy-white pole of a man as he stood raging at their leader. Only the…