by Sabine Wilson-Patrick | Aug 29, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
After, We unlearn how it felt to touch And resume our separate days in shirts and trousers, Like hazmats against the sun and its longing, The moon with its underbelly pulls. On the pillow I turn away from you, Burn sage to ward off the memory. ...
by Sabine Wilson-Patrick | Aug 28, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Lightly a god, if he wishes, can save a man, even from far off Now a blanket is spread, offerings of chutney and shin bones, a taper held to the fire that heats the tar beneath our boats. A phial of bathwater discolours on a shelf, unemptied...
by Sabine Wilson-Patrick | Aug 27, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Photograph, 2008 See the statue: grain flecked ridged with carvings the smooth intonations of eyes set quietly into the face See me: four years old palms to the stone and my face tipped slightly forwards ...
by Sabine Wilson-Patrick | Aug 26, 2026 | Featured, Flash Fiction
One of These Days (I’m Going To) buy myself a giant, high-calorie tub of chocolate ice cream with nuts and raisins and eat it without feeling guilty, thoroughly clean my bathroom and leave it smelling like lavender, drink a strong double...
by Sabine Wilson-Patrick | Aug 25, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
In my cookery exam, we have to prepare a family meal This is summer and Mum can’t put out her trot line with its hooks because of swimmers so I buy three mackerel from the fishmonger. I cycle to the school bus stop one arm on the handlebar,...
by Sabine Wilson-Patrick | Aug 24, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Deathbed Fantasia as now melts & nowhere goes nowhere we wash up breathless a box of blue light star-cushioned harvesting morphine-thick razorlick-blueberry-pinch &...
