'here is what comforts you, here is what keeps you safe and sane. you like the remembering, you could never forget.' - a poem about sitting, waiting, wishing.

a cold broken machine with human memories. a bit steampunk.

and i quite want to go back.

i feel nothing for them anymore.

i have no words. /not as serious as it sounds

'come on, have a go if you think you're hard enough.' you say.

'her life smells of confusion and doubt.' /pointless.

'i want to paint pictures with words... i want to be something special. someone people will talk about, rave about, admire, envy.' non-fiction.

'she wonders what happened, why she's here. but she can't remember. she spends the next hour and twenty-seven minutes trying to work out what happened and crying. and then she's gone again.' set in hospital, about a young girl.