by Sabine Wilson-Patrick | Aug 31, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
End of a World In the back of the taxi on my way to the hospital, thighs clenched together, the driver asked me, You visiting someone there? Yes, I said. I am visiting a friend. When I get there, I will tell my friend that I was watching The...
by Sabine Wilson-Patrick | Aug 30, 2026 | Featured, Poetry
Object M16- The Pillars of Creation He who created all things, and bears up the pillars of creation, hath now become so weak, that He must be carried by a woman! – Charles Spurgeon * Here — in the absolute zero of space — fireworks! Look how...
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...
