As the taxi pulled up outside the tall building of the school, I knew my life was going to be totally different.
MOVING by Jenn Worrall
As a car unfolding
The landscape with
Its speed
MOVING by Ruth Aylett
They had had a half of bitter and a shandy and feeling drunk on beer and love, they had tottered back to their guest house.
BETTER LATE THAN NEVER by Anne Duguid
I look back at all the moving and see nothing stayed the same
see my roots pulled from beneath me as I took my husband’s name
MOVING… by Abbie Burns
“You’re a funny old bird,” he said, “a taxi, do you want to share a taxi, that’s all?”
GAME OVER by Joanne Ross
This is the path chosen for you.
COURAGE by Nicola Dobbie
We laughed about it later because he was so nice to me; he even bought me a dozen cans of beer to make it up to me.
A COMPLEX LOVE STORY by Ellen McMillan
Promising far more than it had ever delivered.
MOVING by Judith Butler
The straw that broke the camel’s back was when I spilt yoghurt on a clean kitchen floor.
MOVING! by Nita Saini
watching her sleep
in a stuffed up chair,
MY MOTHER’S MOTHER by Donna Campbell
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