• Jeannie commented on the post, scar 7 years, 10 months ago

    In certain light it appears like the curving jagged contour of a country traversing the tip of my nose and running across my lips. In the summer months, when the sun falls across it with heat, the line lightens, a drip of milk, a pale pencil drawing. I used to hide it with my hand. […]

  • Jeannie commented on the post, plaid 8 years, 4 months ago

    His trousers flapped like wings around his ankles, they called him Scottish Sam because, well, he was Scottish, from Glasgow, and he still wore his roots like a flag. He wore plaid every day, sometimes a small thing, like a tie, or sometimes he was swathed in it – like the wing flapping trousers that […]

  • Jeannie commented on the post, hysterical 8 years, 6 months ago

    She could have been hysterical, arms waving above her knot of bright red hair, stamping her feet, her cheeks scarlet, and though I couldn’t hear what she was saying, her mouth was opening and closing, like she was shouting to the heavens. I smiled. She wasn’t hysterical, she was dancing.

  • Jeannie commented on the post, success 8 years, 6 months ago

    I thought I’d feel like this – like a success – when I’d worked hard, when the dream happened, and it did. I imagined I’d punch my fist in the air, walk with my shoulders back for the rest of my life, have people fawning, bowing thier heads in recognition. And plenty did. But what […]

  • Jeannie commented on the post, galaxy 8 years, 6 months ago

    We stand at the top of the hill, the wind so hard our eyes sting. We look up and that great sheet of sky is studded with hundreds of stars, blinking Morse, and though I know I live on a planet, and I’ve seen the stars on plenty of nights, it’s so hard to believe […]

  • Jeannie commented on the post, purpose 8 years, 6 months ago

    I try to look as though I know where I’m going, that I have an end in sight, a goal. I stride past the houses with thier lights scorching the pavement, the life inside passing by the windows, the woman with the plate, the man nodding his head. I turn corners. Cross roads. I keep […]

  • Jeannie commented on the post, digital 8 years, 6 months ago

    All through the night they glare at my face, sleeping or otherwise, those green pulsing numbers tell me how late it is, or early, if the clubs are closing with the people streaming out, or the night workers returning with the soft orange glow of the morning, the night, shedding its skin, the time to […]

  • Jeannie commented on the post, policy 8 years, 7 months ago

    I’m sitting doing nothing, minding my own business, I’ve just thrown the cap from another bottle of beer, when she starts reading out parts of the newspaper, and though I don’t look round, I can tell from her voice she isn’t too happy, whose policy is this? She smarts. What the hell does he know […]

  • Jeannie commented on the post, shape 8 years, 7 months ago

    The man looks efficient. He wears a tie that makes me think of school. He carries a large leather briefcase and seems grateful when I tell him to take a seat. He smiles a lot. My grandmother seems to be very interested in his shoes. When he asks her questions, she smiles as if he’s […]

  • Jeannie commented on the post, gym 8 years, 7 months ago

    I would like to move from the coffee bar, with its wonderful view of the giant turquoise pool, its fresh coffee, rolls, fruit, newspapers. I would like to step into the changing rooms, feel confident in my work out clothes, run treadmills, cycle for miles, going nowhere, to scrunch and crunch, then take a dive […]

  • Jeannie commented on the post, heels 8 years, 7 months ago

    The sky is black. I can already see the stars. I’m wearing my pyjamas, though they’re small and sit high above my ankles. Nana says she’ll buy me a new pair, when she wins the bingo. I look at the clock. It’s nearly midnight. The Grapes closes at 11. Jenny told me. Squeezing my hands […]

  • Jeannie commented on the post, wander 8 years, 7 months ago

    The sand rippled, the water frothed across the pale rocks, and I walked aimlessley, glancing down at pools of greasy seaweed, the debris, the plastic headless dolls, the odd single shoe. The sky was almost colourless. A few gulls circled, their white oily feathers dropping from the air like snowflakes. I was getting cold. I […]

  • Jeannie commented on the post, statement 8 years, 7 months ago

    I tried to think of everything. A fog had settled. There was a car. Colour? Blue. I think. Or black. It was small. A Peugot maybe. A Golf? It was two o’clock, because I always walk that way at two. Are you certain? I thought I was. Did I see the man running? Yes. He […]

  • Jeannie commented on the post, wondered 8 years, 7 months ago

    I could have turned back, I could have seen him walking to the door, take out his key and go inside. The street has over a hundred front doors. Every night I have strolled up and down, pretending to be going somewhere else. I have glanced into windows. Seen dogs. Children jumping on cushions. A […]

  • Jeannie commented on the post, bee 8 years, 7 months ago

    It hovers, a fluffy ball of black and gold, it sends the children screaming, waving their hands above their heads, running down the lawn. The sun beats down. The bee slips into a cup of red petals. I think of the candles. The pots of yellow honey. The balm.

  • Jeannie commented on the post, swept 8 years, 7 months ago

    The wind was violent, like a hand pushing the back of me, down the path, tripping over the shingle, to where the sea appeared, glittering in the sunlight. Bending, panting out of breath, I stood for a moment, hair flapping over my face, eyes streaming, as I tried to make out the boat, the pure […]

  • Jeannie commented on the post, control 8 years, 7 months ago

    His heart beats so hard he can almost see it through his t-shirt. Slowly, slowly, he walks with his head titled to the sky. His wide bare feet have a grip on the rope. He can feel the crowd. His arms are outstreched, the pole wavers. Sweat races down his backbone. The sun is suddenly […]

  • Jeannie commented on the post, basic 8 years, 7 months ago

    The packets are plain white, their edges trimmed with orange. The cheapest goods in the store. Flour. Margarine. Milk and so on. The trolley stutters down the aisles. The woman glances at Swiss chocolate, coffee beans, real Italian pasta. She calculates. Weighs up the canned peaches. Puts them back. Picks up the baked beans. Keeps […]

  • Jeannie commented on the post, keychain 8 years, 7 months ago

    It rattles in your pocket. There’s a small bear attached to it. A very small bear who seems to be wearing blue pyjamas. Sometimes you call in Kevin. There are seven keys. Your car – a dented red Honda, your mother’s house, your own, the keys to your old apartment, (back and front), a key […]

  • Jeannie commented on the post, strong 8 years, 7 months ago

    He lookscold as he spits on his hands and rub them together, knees bend, teeth are firmly gritted. He can hear the intake of breath from the crowd. A girl at the front starts giggling. His fingers grip the bar. He snorts. Shouts. A camera flashes. He’s lost it.