Final moments

I’m sitting in the bay window looking out to sea. If I travelled in a straight line from this exact point, I would eventually reach the North Pole – no land would get in my way. People wrapped up in coats and hats amble along the stretching pier as waves lap gently at the metal…

Alignment

I was 2 when it last happened. I might have been cuddling with my mum on the sofa or playing make-believe in my wigwam; laughing, crying or smearing chocolate around my little mouth. I was completely unaware of the celestial show happening just up in the sky. The lifelong scar that now sits on my…

Somewhere in between the trees

I step out into the cool morning air and pull the door closed gently behind me. I walk down the path and zip up my coat before reaching the gate. Sunday morning in the city: quiet, damp, peaceful. There is a still in the air that provides a perfect backdrop to my footsteps on the…