Poetry

Ripple

When the sun shined, I would move my body under the water Then rise Placing my wrinkled palm along the surface Just so I could feel that gentle Ripple. I felt weightless along with the world Peacefully floating Just another cloud in the earth’s sky. I imagined this was what heaven felt like And we…… Continue reading Ripple

Poetry

Motherhood

A Sister dressed in black and white Preaches about the one true Mother To Mothers with empty bellies, empty hands Their children call another woman across the Atlantic Mother. * Irish Mothers of disgrace Subjected to distorted idealisation and stigmatisation. You can only be a good Mother here if you follow the rules. Because here…… Continue reading Motherhood

Poetry

Darkness

She whispers in my ear, telling me I am nothing. She stands behind me when I look in the mirror, She pinches my fat like it’s play-doh. She unbuttons my jeans, examines my thighs She tells me I should try harder next time. She makes sure I know I will never be good enough. She…… Continue reading Darkness

Poetry

Shattered

On my hands and knees again Bleeding fingers Picking up shards of broken glass.   Eyes pricked with tears Annoyed at my own stupidity Why must everything I touch break?   Healed hands now cover my ears To block out broken shouts. It’s my fault this is happening again.   A mirror breaks backstage Costumed…… Continue reading Shattered