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My life laid bare in ink

My life ripped open by ink

My pen, my words, my life

The letter said a meeting had been arranged for Ms Jane Murray at Her Majesty’s Prison Brightwell on the 22nd of February at 10 o’clock in the morning. Please respond by filling out the tear off slip and posting it in the prepaid envelope. It went on to say that Her Majesty’s Prison Service would appreciate a prompt response. Dr. Hilary Thomas, the psychiatrist I’d been assigned to, came up with the idea. At first I was definite. No and, over my dead body. Doctor Thomas persisted. ‘The meetin...

And there she was one day in May Head bowed with bright blue Pixie hat. The head is hung in shame though As if apologising for the imposition. She is most welcome But no amount of praise changes her mind. She has such a long slender cygnet neck Simultaneously fragile and strong. It bends gently with the subtle breeze Her forlorn head trailing in the wake. She looks ever so sad. But no amount of praise changes her mind. What a fabulous emerald skirt she wears. A multitude of shiny proud waxed ...