Sandi opened her bedroom door with grief. She had taken a while to get to her bedroom door, having taken fifteen minutes to drag herself up the small staircase. She tumbled through the door and into the enormous space. Days like this reminded her how big her house was, and how she still felt alone. Of course, when she was at school with the fashion club she felt different, but on days when she has...

I look forward to seeing you every morning

I love your colours I see throughout the day

You always comfort me whenever I’m cold

You have a splendid fetish for my feet

You are my socks, and I am yours...

The thin man took long steps in the sweltering heat, the sand’s harsh texture pushing against the soles of his feet where the grains flooded his hot, brown sandals. His light blue eyes shone under his thick, straw hat, the glow reflecting onto his dark skin in the small bubble he used to hide from the bitter winds. He could only see different kinds of feet bouncing or dragging on the small mounds ...

In my life, there are two numbers to call,

One’s dancing in the party, the other’s hanging on the wall,

The day depends on which, though you feel you’ll always fall,

Though there’s always a way, you can rule all.

One route is the right route, the other gives you grief,

Stop taking advice, from the ones that knock your teeth,

The ones on the path, that you want to best leave,

Marrying Joy, is the ...

Fingers in fingers,

The doctors say I made it,

Married to the day.

Mother gone home now,

Crying into my lunchbox,

Failing to see friends.

Sixth form just in time,

Blossoming character born,

Old friends still with me.

Mother there but gone,

Sticking to the sofa bored,

Job won’t ever come.

About to be there,

My life has a routine now,

Like it should have had....

The wind almost pushed me back inside the house as I opened my door. The man hadn’t waited for me at all. I was in the bathroom at the time I heard him knock, and that was only five minutes ago. Looking down at the brown paper bag, I yanked it up and headed back inside, kicking the door behind me. I walked out of the hall into the front room, loosely carrying the bag to my small broken coffee tabl...