Raw

In which I’m a little sunburnt on the inside

The scent of the sewage works is sliding around the window. Not exactly offensive, just faintly organic. A nasal weathercock that signifies an easterly breeze.

It’s raining on the shed below (and, unsurprisingly, elsewhere), and each drop has its knees bent up, arms wrapped around for maximum velocity, and is making a satisfying thwack-splat on the plastic-wrapped roof.

Through the collisions of kamikaze rain come the sounds of planes, every takeoff and landing a slow, deep rumbling sigh in the contented chest of the heavens.

I can feel all those sounds in my bones, the smells trickle along vertebrae, and that grey light – so often loathed – offers a soft cloud buffer between the world and me. 

I’m a little raw today. 

Last night, I unlocked one of those boxes I keep in my head and spilled its contents out, despite my brain’s best efforts to squirm and wriggle out from under your mercilessly gentle spotlight. 

And under that light, the shadows of the Dread Shame might have faded a bit.

So I’m wrapping myself in greys and rumbles, bathing in the faint scent of sewage, and hoping I’ll have a while before doubt wheedles its way back in. 

6 Comments

    1. Thank you! I always wonder how to describe my stuff, poetic prose I guess? 😛
      I’m thinking about putting together a print anthology as a one-size-fits-all Christmas present for family, but I don’t think I can divide things up by form, too many blurred lines.
      And I’ve been informed that doing it thematically might be too depressing :P. Random jumble might just be the way forward…

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      1. Honestly I think your work would work in a random jumble. Kind of like shells or stones by the beach – you don’t need any particular order to appreciate the beauty of whatever your eyes land on!

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