Author Archives: The Pearly Cat

My earliest memory was you Being wheeled away by green men A checkered blanket on your knees Doubled over Then pushing my tiny thumb up against your brass jean button The stars making a dent I would watch you roll … Continue reading →

Oh how wonderful will it feel To egg wash you To hold that capsule of lifesaving fluid Gently in my palm And to hurl it Miniature rugbyball-like Through the air Slow motion To see it splinter on your temple Full … Continue reading →

The Day was the sixth of May The year Two Thousand and Ten Up and down this land Of people old and new Choices were being wedged Through slits in boxes Nails in coffins Lives on rubbish heaps We threw … Continue reading →

Pour the blue black ink Into the depths welling To a surface arid Parchment in need of the nib Begging for the etch And scribe A letter in time Four years of a longing So roughly felt That the pain … Continue reading →

Rows and rows of us Running to stand still Peddling nowhere With the thumping music Lifting each step The screens looking down The madness of the tableau hits Reminding of the metal boxes Transporting us from A to B One … Continue reading →

What if she were your Sister, daughter, mother? Oh yes, yes, yes What if? Valued above all else Could you hurt Those sisters, daughters, mothers? Would you? Do you? Will you? Hurt That other girl Those other women Daughters of … Continue reading →

When the brakes came off Stabilisers unhooked I wondered The fools Didn’t they know? Hadn’t they seen? My silent revolution Had already set its pace In those days when fear Was my given companion We’d plotted Fear and I He … Continue reading →

When you make me You break me You smudge me off the page With your thumb Held under it The mouse’s tail tip Trapped while the feet frantically Grasp for a toehold Finding only sawdust and feathers Limitless inconsistency When … Continue reading →

When the day stretches out like the Arctic Tundra And you cut the hours by function Up Pee Wash But you can’t Dress And you barely do Pulling a jumper over night shirt Try to eat Try to stand Lie … Continue reading →

With your back resting On Demerara sand Pools of sunwarmed water Collecting beneath your shoulders You start to lift Weightlessness taking over The tide drawing in Embraces you, lifting The engravings of pain Etched over the year Dissolving Leaving you … Continue reading →