If someone could see deep inside you they would see the rawness, They would see that behind the momentary smile, a smile where you forget for a split second , that a part of you has dimmed. They might then truly realise, that even though you don’t want there to be a new you, that... Continue Reading →
Grief
If someone could see deep inside you they would see the rawness, They would see that behind the momentary smile, a smile where you forget for a split second , that a part of you has dimmed. They might then truly realise, that even though you don’t want there to be a new you, that... Continue Reading →
Where does it end for us, the women of Ireland?
It ends in a named grave, It has ended in unmarked graves of the past . Our names end up hidden in filing cabinets, Or in an archived email folder. Lives ended in laundries, They began and then again ended in the same laundries. We are left to travel outside of our homeland on planes,... Continue Reading →
Peek a Poo
Have I caught your attention ? From the minute our children enter the world we talk about poo. I bet it doesn't take much to cast your mind back to that lovely first meconium .. It's something we get to know in such intimate detail from that very first experience to the not so pleasant... Continue Reading →