Poetry

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind In the hum of a fluorescent-lit clinic, they pause a flicker and dissolve the scar‑red letters on the page of a heart that once beat for another.

Oomph

Oomph In the quiet of a Sunday market, where the clink of cymbals feels like a heart’s call, a knackered man's mug sways— yet something inside, a thrum, whispers ‘umph’. We line the street with

North by Northwest

North by North‑West In a fog‑kissed London street the night unfurls, The weight of velvet moon against the Thames, An image flickers on the silver screen— A stranger’s silhouette, an off‑beat song. A map laid

Filly

In the Paddock Beneath a slate‑kissed August sky the filly trots, her coat a gleaming patch of winter‑coloured flax, her hooves a clattering rhyme on loam‑rich rails that whisper stories of long‑past foal‑play. She bounds

Reservoir Dogs

Reservoir Dogs A dark grand house of wet glass by London‑bridge, where midnight strips of flecked streetlight flick. The crew is draped in paint‑splattered coats of value: White, Blue, Red, Yellow, Green, each with

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