THE SOUTH

Accents of red littered the studio. The buttered swipe of colour across the guest’s lips, the plump scatter cushions strategically placed to be in shot, the flashing light of camera four which soon would shine static as the recording began. Hannah glided under the sterile bright lights without an ounce of anxiety. Simon, the BBC’s morning news anchor, shuffled his papers without breaking...

It’s been so hard since I lost my little girl. When people would say things like “there’s not a day that goes by without me thinking of X person I lost”, I’d imagine how that could be possible, before. When life is filled with so many noises: the washing, stocking the house with food, keeping everything clean, going to work, excelling at work, getting your child to school on time. And everything i...