Screaming is Not Going to Help July 1, 2023 By Nicola Moriarty In Musings, Poetry, Sadness 0 Comment Screaming is not going to help, Nicola You know that you’re getting a reputation? Sit up, stop crying You’re... Read More
The Evasion of Life April 17, 2020 By Nicola Moriarty In Poetry 0 Comment She never did like to be told: No. And so, she drove Through the dust and the sunshine, The... Read More
On a Day February 23, 2018 By Nicola Moriarty In Poetry 10 Comments The casket was white. The ceremony was small, simple. She noticed birds, As she left the church. Two, maybe three.... Read More
Indulgence Abides March 19, 2013 By Nicola Moriarty In Poetry 0 Comment Soft, doughy flesh like kneaded fresh bread. Indulgence abides me today. Lemon meringue quilt, crisp toffee sheets and indulgence... Read More
