Grief by Hannah Davies

Grief is a rough skinned gourd, with a course rind of ember green and a soft flesh fruit centre. And when this growth erupts inside your chest you are a heavy globe of roasted heart that swells and writhes and thumps against your ribs, until you don’t know whether to carve your innards out and … Continue reading Grief by Hannah Davies

Fear of Drowning by Gail Curry

Fear of drowning I used to visit the sea drawn to it to sit for hours watching the waves drag the shingle from the shore snatched into the icy waters against its will. I used to feel like shingle a small piece of stone insignificant at the mercy of the sea, waiting to drown. I … Continue reading Fear of Drowning by Gail Curry