Essays

I Want My Son Back

It’s like he died. But he hasn’t, he just lives in Woodville. It sounds like a joke, but really, it’s not. He is 24. He moved out, and left a ...

The Call in the Night

It was so long ago now, but I remember the weight of his head in the crook of my arm, the elvish kink in the top of his ear, the ...

The Crush

Everyone has at least one major crush when they’re a teenager, don’t they? A celebrity, or a family friend. Perhaps some guy a few years above them at high school. ...

The Third Ugliest

When I was fifteen, I was voted the third ugliest person at school. Over twenty years have since passed. Rational adult me knows that I’m not ugly; I have had ...

I Can Feel Everything

I felt stuck this morning seeing the birth announcement on Facebook of an old work colleague. I wanted to mark the arrival of her baby but I didn’t know what ...