Friday 28 February 2014


She looks at the photos, an unnamed hotel room:  white sheets, flowery wallpaper, lamp. Only she can see the baby’s corpse, abandoned in a beach.

Monday 3 February 2014

We watch

We watch you on the street, we watch you in your house, we let you breathe for now. We don't care where you are, we will always found you. She goes to the park and sits on her bench and waits.