you ask why i keep cigarettes if i
don’t smoke never notice the
scars beneath my clothes last
night when we argued over bread
you said i was weird so i just
pulled the sheets over me until
your breathing turned even then
tiptoed down switched the iron to
Linen waited for the light to go
out and pressed it hard against
my thigh did it again – tip to tip
– a hiss of steam like it was
relief for the iron too – then back
to bed on the edge my back to
Mary Mulholland is completing a masters in writing poetry at Newcastle University/ the Poetry School. She writes poetry and prose, has been published online, in several anthologies and been frequently shortlisted. She has a particular interest in psychology and the arts and has worked previously as journalist and psychotherapist. She’s widely travelled and lives in London.
Wow Mary, this is powerful. I hope it doesn’t reflect personal experience!