Moleskine Pages- Crying

I cried hoping someone would come running to soothe me better. Mum, believed crying was good for a baby's lungs. My lungs are fine now.

Moleskine Pages - We Are All In This Together

I don't often deal with political themes but when something matters as much as this does I feel compelled to express it. The way this Conservative government are destroying people's lives, people without money, power and hence no voice is shocking. With no mandate they are taking us back to a Dickensian dystopia where poverty and disability are seen as a moral failing. Where not having a job because of this desperate economic climate is  criminal . This toxic regime has divided the country with help from an obedient, unquestioning press. I haven't felt this angry for years.

Moleskine Pages - Vacancy

She felt an emptiness that came from the howling void inside her. Her guts nestled around the vacancy but couldn't fill it. She rented the space out on nine month leases, but the rent was never paid,

Moleskine Pages- Up and Down

The trajectory is ever the same.

Moleskine Pages- The Crazies

My 'crazies' are in a particularly active phase at the moment, sigh! It is interfering with my output, my sleep and my sanity!

Moleskine Pages- Safe On The Inside

Their dread solidified into a flesh and blood child of dreams. Every knock at the door, every tap on the shoulder brought forth a forgotten memory. A tuneless tune or a frozen shiver. He tortured them with such beautiful hands. And scowled at them the prettiest eyes. They were safe on the inside, soft, raw with runny yolks.

Moleskine Pages - Icing

His love was the icing on my cake, and the grease to my wheels