All posts tagged creative writing

Sien with Cigar Sitting on the Floor near Stove (1882) - Vincent Van Gogh

Clasina Maria Hoornik

I remember when the boatman found you Floating In the Schelde, And plucked you out as if you were A Clump Of damp black hair, Knotted around a shallow drain. […]

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A Corpse’s Shadow

The body was in the boot, but its smell had crept through the car and sat down on the passenger’s seat. Frank thought it must have been a day old […]

With Child

In an aisle at the supermarket’s centre was a shelf of too-large-to-be-true Perspex boxes. In every box was another box: a little white one, and in every little white box […]

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Last Week

Centimetre by centimetre You opened up a hole in me At the start I barely noticed Until I Was standing at the airport gate Too early leaving you behind And […]

George Stubbs: 'A Chestnut Racehorse'

The Red Horse: Part One

Old Mama was a bay mare standing at fifteen-two hands. She was also the best horse that Pearson Michaels had ever gotten.  Given to him by an uncle on his […]

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Brotherhood

You snuffed out your cigarette With a cruel stamp Of your twisted foot. The ash spilled out, Out into silence Where air and sweat Mingled with the dying light.   […]

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Lamia

Unravelling herself from the Gordian Knot that is sleep, Lamia, who has eyes like a peacock, stared nervously at her reflection in the adjacent mirror. Her vermillion-spotted body felt endless […]

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An Ultraviolet Waltz

She died on the roof where it was sunny, honey, From the backlash of the heatstroke in the crossfire While Wilson ached about tender women and liars   It’s said […]

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For Sale: Baby Shoes, Never Worn

It’s funny how things can catapult you back in time. A song from the summer, a particular face, or a jumble sale. Memories resurface, like uncovered artefacts that are distant […]