Lockdown Frustrations

Lockdown is still in place. The horny single people are still horny and single. Some of us have caved and messaged or slept with an ex. Some of us have snogged and shagged our friends; lines have blurred.

Oceans

Your voice envelopes me across oceans. Letters on the page transcribe a deeper intimacy and the confidence with which you speak rouses me down the telephone line. And I feel like I’ve known you for years.   Photo by Sithamshu Manoj on Unsplash

Feeling Normal in Non-Normal Times

Last month, I wrote about dating during the time of a global pandemic.  Since then, not much has changed; we’re still all stuck indoors and trying to get our kicks online.  But with a lot of time to think, I’ve been considering ways we’re connecting romantically with others.  Can we form romantic connections online with…

My Heart Opens To Your Voice

Sometimes a blog post comes easily.  Other times, it’s a slog.  And then there are the rare posts that sit in your drafts folder for YEARS and slowly but surely, you add to the narrative and hope it turns out better than if you had just written the damn thing in one go.  Here is…

September Feels

Oh, September in Britain.  The end of summer, that ‘back-to-school’ feeling, the disappointments of not achieving all those summer plans. But.  But also the productivity that comes with a new term.  Despite having not been a full-time teacher for the past year, and finding my feet as an Editor, I still find my working clock…

These hands

These hands these hands – adorned with silver, gold and opal – twitch with a need for touch they tingle for intimacy my fingertips hold yours; will you be around for long enough for me to learn their print? the lick of varnish applied before rousing Friday nights wears off by Monday morning; telling of my…