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Literary Accomplishments
My bookshelf is full. I bought three new books from the charity shop today, one to give to a friend. I had to balance them on top of the case because there wasn’t any other space for them. This makes me feel proud. It makes me excited. I’ve loved books my whole life. Whether I…
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The Hermit
Somewhere in this universe, (and in all others), there is a cave. At the mouth of the cave, it is dark and unapproachable, yet despite this, anyone who visits finds themselves unable to resist the curiosity of what waits inside. This cave is the cave of the Hermit, and while it is not a physical…
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There’s enough food for forty people
In 2019 I had a mohawk. Shaved sides and a line of hair running along the middle of my scalp. I wore tartan leggings and dogtooth pinafore skirts with baggy tops. Or fishnets with scuffed Doc Martens and ripped jeans with vintage denim jackets. I dyed my hair black and was covered in piercings and…
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Does this serve me positively?
I was walking Donkey (my mad dog) across the Ouzel Valley floodplains the other day. I can’t remember our destination, but I remember how the short path between my partner’s house and the canal had been burgeoned by Winter. It was not snowy. Being a few days before Christmas, snow would have been welcome. No,…
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Signed Off
It’s a sentence on its own which doesn’t need any explanation. It’s a weird thing, a shameful thing, something not to tell anyone at all. Having a doctor ask you about your problems and then sending you a digital note stating that you’re deemed unfit for work for ‘x’ number of weeks, is quite frankly,…
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Was it an experience?
The recent months have been tough. Mental health has taken a hit, but there is respite in knowing that it is not a solitary phenomenon. Edging toward the tail end of the third lockdown, fatigue is ever-present among friends, family, and strangers I pass on my long woodland walks. Without the regular distractions of full-time…
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Freeform – Home
The concept of home as a freeform is ridiculous – but during a university lecture this morning we were given five minutes on the concept of home. Which, for me, is something that has always been fluid and moving. It is not a place, and it is not always certain people. It is a mood,…
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Tor
The Tor, I am told, is one of the highest natural peaks in Somerset: we climbed it. Annie is meditating next to me, and there is a kid singing ‘the wheels on the bus’ in St. Michaels tower. Tonight we are sharing the space with many other people. We made the climb so we could…
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Newborn Lepidopterist
We are sitting approximately 12 feet apart. I am on top of the dragon, and he is down in the shade of a plum tree. We are listening to my Spotify ‘discover weekly’ playlist through a Bluetooth speaker placed awkwardly between us, and we are both working on our respective creative vices. I used to…
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Sun death
I persist regardless of what they do. I mean, I wish they wouldn’t, but in truth it doesn’t matter. A war, another war. Another war and then a disease. A disease and then another disease. A disease that they brought back with them. Plant another, next to me. What was it my mother said as…
Billie's Divination Den 