The smell of home hits her full force in the face as she leans against the front door to open it. The brackish winter rain, which has harried her in gusts all the way across seafront, has seeped into the cracked paint and swollen the wood. The door drags heavily across the old Victorian tiles, … Continue reading The pier
Tag: life
Rainbow Road
When I think back to that night what I remember most is the stars. It was such a dark night, the kind of darkness which is close around you, the kind of darkness you can almost feel. In the sky you could see every star sparking furiously in the heavens. It felt as though each … Continue reading Rainbow Road
Emergence.
Can you hear the rain? Most likely you can’t see it in the dark, but you know it’s raining because you can hear it. I can hear it too. But then, if I focus, if I shift my attention outside of this body into the night, I can feel the droplets of water pushing a … Continue reading Emergence.
At it’s heart
I was lost, I don’t know where In a place I call despair. Too far one day I strayed inside Looking for a way to hide. There is no rest in this dark place Where wrongs and hurts and monsters chase. A day, a week, a month, a year Lost in this mess of evergreen … Continue reading At it’s heart
Her skin
Traces of lines are contours Detailing the rise and fall of shape Of a body's bud, blossom and fruit. A map of the present and the past, Her skin has its own history, From the defiant teenage rose (She shows me the secret hearts of a lover, now faded) To the birthdates of her children … Continue reading Her skin
The Big Deep
“You can swim!” They say as I dive right in, The water so vast and cold on my skin. Someone swiftly front crawls by, On their way to meet the sky. I flap and founder all about Looking for a quick way out. . I'm not a swimmer, no not at all. Not a backstroke … Continue reading The Big Deep
E. Travelli 