Does it matter how I know you To love you Does it make a difference to Love To flow only down a certain path Blood Family Friends Intimacy Religion Nation-State Does the colour of my skin Risk our love Does...

They sat across from each other The little girl and the scared boy One more quiet The other making up for the silence They sat with their eyes dancing around Each other’s mouths Longing to taste A small slice of...

I went to an all-girls school. We had little awareness of the budding magic of our young bodies, we did not have boyfriends, a party was a sleepover with amateur manicures and gossip. We did not have any internet, our...

Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you yet they belong not to you. You are the...

I’d like you to grow a beard so that when you whisper in my ear the bristles chafe against my cheek I’d like you to stutter an interrupted thought from the sudden wink I give mid sentence in conversation with...

St Paul’s Cathedral At times I lie here under quilted half sleep I think of your cobbled madness tucked into alleyways of rogue tourists At times the lull of a metro worm here reminds me of sooted nostrils there Of...