she left summer to walk with you in winter her skin like coffee slipped between your fingers as you cooled her body with milk her desert heat melted your heart but your love was so cold it left her with frostbite

Oh Shuga,

You taste so good on my lips It’s you I crave at half past six

In the morning, in the evening too Without you, I don’t know what I’ll do

The thought of it makes my head ache But it’s about time we go on a break

I guess it’s time I shut the fridge door I hope 2021 without you isn’t a bore

If only sunflowers still bloomed in December This mulled wine isn’t as warm as I remembered The lake is frozen and I can’t see through the blue One last candle then I’m blowing it out for you

Black hats and emerald green The stars dancing in the sky Spells whispering in the wind A black cat is just as scared When it crosses my path

It’s witch-hunting season...

But this time I’m coming for you.

(Haven’t been on here in a while... just getting back into it! Be nice🤍)

We’re sitting in the treehouse watching embers from the fire glow in the darkness. It’s warmth teasing me as it travels through my socks. I watch ash disguised snow circle the air then fall by my feet. The fire glitters but the night is cold.

Your words escape in puffs of clouds and I watch them blend into the mist. The night grows heavy and as the moonlight beams, the surroundings become more familiar.

It’s bittersweet knowing this will be the last winter in the treetops above the moss green swamp.

Jess stood in front of her father. He stares through her holding an old sock he found on the floor. He slowly taps it against her leg like a ticking clock in slow motion. She stood waiting for a hug but not wanting to ask. Across the room her older brother is in his bunk bed. The duvet is wrapped tightly around him and he refuses to budge.

“C’mon Dylan! We’re going to miss our flight,” said their mother.

“I’m not coming!”

“Yes, you are. Now get up!” She looks towards Dave, “you need to move your son. I’m not dealing with this.” Katherine stomps out the room into the hallway and starts stuffing some clothes into an already full suitcase.

“Do you know what, he can stay here with you for all I care, Dave.” Jess looks over at her mum anxiously.

“What? But I don’t want to....” Jess pauses not knowing what to say. She really didn’t want to move country and live with her awful step father. But she didn’t want to leave her mother either. She looks at her father but he just sat frozen except for the incessant tapping. Her eyes meet his and it is like she is looking through glass. “I...I...”

“You what Jess?” She now stood close to Jess with her hands on her hips and her eyes widened waiting for a response. Her father suddenly stopped tapping. He gets up and slides between Katherine and Jess to leave the room. Jess looks down on the floor as she rubs her feet together swaying side to side a little. Katherine meets her at eye level, “What is with you today? You’re all jittery. Don’t be scared of flying. It will all be fine.” She kisses her on the forehead then goes back to her last minute packing.

Jess stares at the floor and feels hot tears roll down her feet. She couldn’t possibly stay with her father after what happened last night. But she didn’t want what was waiting for her on the other side of the Atlantic. She wishes she could stay with her brother or that he would come with her. She thought that her step dad wouldn’t dare touch his biological child. So, she knew she was next in line for the bruises.

The sun waved goodnight to the moon for the last time.

Mirrored liquid drops Fall slowly to their haven A pool of prisms

Dear friend,

I’ve been wanting to write to you for so long. But I’ve been caught up in my own head. I wanted to tell you that you’re special, strong and you deserve so much love in this world.

I think of when you the best when you are smart, kind and funny. You are wise beyond your years... always have been! But this was as much a gift as it was a curse. You took on roles no little girl should have. You held the devil’s hand and looked into his crystal ball... and you saw things people shouldn’t see in a life time. All before your first period!

You tried so hard not to change on the outside. A smile cemented on your face. You made sure everyone else was smiling and laughing, too. But inside you were crumbling and the cracks were beginning to show. You concentrated so much on holding down your emotions that eventually you just stopped feeling. You betrayed yourself all those years ago... at least I know that’s what you think. You think you don’t deserve happiness.

When you were told all those years ago that you were wise beyond your years, you thought you were supposed to be making adult decisions. You were confused.

I know when you look in the mirror now you hate yourself. The way you look, the way you treat your body, the way you carry yourself. You’re now an adult making decisions out of self-hate because you think you don’t deserve to love yourself.

I know you blame yourself for everything. But I’m writing to let you know that’s not your fault. Like you told me, I’m wise beyond my years. You were forced into decisions you were too young to make. I know you try to push me away because it’s too painful to think about. But you need to take care of me. Let me have the childhood I deserved. You know they say you never really grow up anyway.

Love you so much, Your inner child

Big brown eyes that shine Hair so big and wild Sunny days and daisy chains Barefoot in the park

Those eyes got real tired Hair so frizzy and dry Rainstorms everyday Barefoot in the park

Some memories I outgrew Some memories still feel new I don’t remember how to love So how do I love me, too?