bracing and rather fresh by the sea tempted to bare all and swim free she over thought it and stood still as wave upon wave lashed against the shale holding back her adventurous will deep breathing the reviving air she inhaled how alive she felt here she could be herself without fear

crisp, jagged texture hits the mouth smarting salt on tender lips followed by a sip so tart to rinse it sharp zings fill the mouth as teeth grab the rind of half moon limes senses sent into overdrive mind and body feeling alive ice bringing the edge a cold rush to the head then warmth […]

tickle toad had an unusual nose an unusual nose had tickle toad it wasn’t pointed like a frog nor long and thin like a collie dog not like a cow all wet and snorting or protruding like a horse is sporting not flat like a pug or non existent like a slug or a snout […]

how had she fallen so hard she vowed she never wanted marriage she would have relationships lots of them but but none serious none that would lead to anything, they would just be pathways of fun and adventure lots of loving, but no babies, total structure yet overnight she felt transformed a yearning so great […]

sandwiched together as they jostle along newspapers rustle, the faint sound of a beat from earphones firm set laughing out loud the bearded youth uncontrollable eyes fixed on his phone a message sent as phones beep “Can’t talk now, I’ll call when I get to work” the suited gent embarrassingly pushes the phone back into […]

the umbrella turned inside out as a massive gust of wind shook it violently about reluctant to bare her uncovered fingers to the cold she cuff covered held onto it tightly yanking it back to shape a surge of anger brewed, these sort of days she did hate never ready, never prepared for it they […]

as close as you securely think you are sometimes this trust becomes tested too far like an elastic band it’s pulled and over stretched the giving snaps and there’s nothing left life brings fresh challenges that often hurt leaving you feeling so low and kicked in the dirt fresh eyes are needed to bring reality […]

Opening her eyes it took a while for them to adjust to the surroundings feeling too tired for the morning wake up she reached for her phone to check the time, hopeful she could still in bed remain the clock told a different story – her body complained manually pulling her legs over the edge […]

Artwork by Phoebe Brook @fibeee_art Scraping at the frost on her car windscreen her frozen fingers sticking intermittently to the plastic handle she thought about the day ahead facing difficult decisions a day of dread none when reached will be right or wrong but they were all needing to be made be strong she might […]

Artwork By Phoebe Brook @fibee_art I draw a line on a piece of paper another crosses and then there’s more a picture builds that has no purpose other than to playfully explore then curves and dots and broken shapes denser parts effect to create then lighter touch on the space that’s left tone and contour […]