1. Leaving

They’ve gone into a home. We clear their house over several slow weeks, of their things and their habits preserved. Tea pot with cosy, thimble collection on wooden mini-shelves, faint

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2. A far cry

Not my sanctuary, it doesn’t mean comfort which protects and shields. Not a barrier to harm, this house isn’t shelter from what skirts me. We think home is a building,

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3. Apart

I lie there, eyes smarting and fists clenched tight. I’m staring at the ceiling, everything now knotted and on high alert. She comes in and tells me that now? That’s

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4. Web

Each evening we observe her. Fine, silvery strands spun across the window corner – outside, of course. I’ve to shut the curtains, as A. won’t get that near. I’m giving

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5. Free

The bed is no bed as I know it, it is hard as wood. The room is worn and old, with dirty cream walls, weird blue paintwork and ceiling, one

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6. Speech

Tap, tap goes the ball on his foot, regular and even. Right, right, left, left, flick, tap. Snug in the crook between foot and shin. Just a little longer until

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