I care because I do, It’s true When you forget, you can’t walk, you can’t talk, your body’s shaking mind’s quaking with fear, year after year, as… Read more “I am a Carer”
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The Man in the Mirror
“Kiss me, Mona. One last time.” “We shouldn’t be doing this, Adrian. It’s wrong. It’s not fair to Graham.” “Why does it feel so right?” Graham Whincup… Read more “The Man in the Mirror”
Where I’m still me
I want to go home, Where I’m free, Where I’m still me Where I look in my mind, And find more than empty space, The face… Read more “Where I’m still me”
The Men Downstairs
“Help me, nurse,” I clutched my burned throat, “the Men Downstairs are coming.” “We’re coming for you, Lauren.” Squeak. Squeak. Squeak. “You’re a stupid bitch.”… Read more “The Men Downstairs”
Claire
Dennis Spencer held up his knight and hesitated, before placing it down. David sighed and stroked his straggly beard. He picked up his queen and paused. He… Read more “Claire”
King’s Street
“Fuck off. The fuck you doing?” I roared, as I raised my fists. There were four carers around me. Two lads holding onto me, while two girls… Read more “King’s Street”
One Final Dance
Albert Wetherby didn’t know where he was. He didn’t know long he’d been there and he didn’t know why his bed was empty. Where was Val? Their… Read more “One Final Dance”
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