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Buried
I speed through an unfamiliar neighbourhood in an expensive car,crying, for show, and out of frustration,because you’re going to get away with it.You will wither away in your wooden prison,and I’ll ask you ‘who’s sorry now?’,but it will still be me,because you will be still and silent,expired and exhausting,always hiding. Everyone says that revenge is…
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Just A Few Things That I Ain’t
It is a different decade and dimension,and I am mindful of what may lie outside of my window,so I simply do not look. I remember running from my reflection,making wishes on every available star for her freedom,watching the world worry less, soften and mind their business,but by the time my race was over,another cycle had…
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Can Dartford’s First Pride Heal The Wounds Left By The Shame of Sandy Bruce-Lockhart?
After decades of keeping the LGBT+ community a secret, the town I live in is having it’s first Pride. Organised by the Orchard Theatre in partnership with Dartford Borough Council, the event is much needed, and long overdue. I live about twenty minutes away from the tiny village I spent much of my childhood in,…
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A Little Something For The Straight Man Who Haunts The Only Gay Bar In Town, Looking For Me
I am behind bars at the bar,parading myself like a prize at the fair,but my intended audience is never there,just this one guy, with grey hair and grey skin who always wants to buy me drinks,fumbles his fingers across my pendant and mumbles pedantic, pretentious nonsense about how his soul is pink,printed with my name,and…
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You’d Be Surprised What You Can Forgive
He threw the phone like thunder throws itself across the sky,never concerned with what is displaced or dismayed,just wanting to display some rage,a little trailer of the lightning that is on the way.He threw the phone like she’d made a mistake,the kind of misstep that could only be trained out of her with fear,and he…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 