Tag: silliness

extra cinnamon

startled stranger, you may be wondering how it is that quite suddenly what very much appears to be nothing other than a slightly misshapen pumpkin (yes, take a gentle whiff) pancake has turned up, or rather fallen, onto the stiff blue wool shoulder of your … Continue reading extra cinnamon


little fuses of bliss

little fuses of bliss confides the woman I once saw flash an oncoming bus on a different January day I played in the snow in my (ha ha!) mini skirt when the sky turned blue-black and what's up with that? so beautiful, and I hope … Continue reading little fuses of bliss


I am a bewilderment of limbs - a profusion of uncomfortable truths - and as a result, am ungainly beside you all twisted fingers and benumbed tongue but lit up inside by fireflies © Sarah Whiteley