Archive - Love Letter

When everyone talks – or leaves – at the same time

Jun 14 •

'Are you an artist, Miss?'

Singing your own singularity

Jun 6 •

May 2025

'Proverbial for industry'

The ants are my friends

May 28 •

Weeping in the gym

'too young to know anything of death'*

May 21 •

Reading all the time with little bits of life in between

May 14 •

A small clearing

Day dreaming in the forest

May 7 •

April 2025

We're not free of these things

Fetching, carrying, feeding and fixing

Apr 28 •

'The coins of intimacy'

Poetry and the little emotions

Apr 21 •

Mugged for the very first time

Apr 14 •

I can't beat them but I'm not joining them

Artificial intelligence: I'm a refusnik, not a Luddite

Apr 7 •

March 2025

Stubby pencils and make-up brushes

A prose poem from the muffled interior of anger

Mar 28 •

Washing teaspoons on a Friday morning

Moving in a common rhythm

Mar 21 •

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