I remember your dad in his wheelchair, so neat and smart, and his hair, his hair, all trimmed and tidy.…
Author: Liz Helliwell (page 2)
River Prayer
If she prayed to the river, would that mean that she had finally gone crazy? She wasn’t sure. She wasn’t…
Here in Heaven
What surprised her, once she finally got there, was how well suicides were treated. None of this “coward’s way out”…
Cruising in 12 Lines
I’m going to take a cruise and leave the past behind ~ I’m dreaming of the sunshine, relaxation’s on my…
Tears and Fears
I fear the morning and the night I fear the darkness and the light I fear both strangers and old…
What Happened Next
Looking back, the pea was just the start of the problem. And no number of mattresses was ever going to…
The Slip
He was getting by, managing. He was. Only last month he made it to the shop and back without falling.…
Kitchens and Creels
Every kitchen needs a creel. You know, slats of wood on a pulley that you hang the washing on to…
The Safe Place
When she had to recreate her life she did a “smash and grab” in Dunhelm Mills. She bought new pillows, a duvet,…
Feet Speak
We are what you might call the determined type of feet. We march her into trouble, we hold her up…
Peas
That pea is digging in my back. Take it back! Take it back! I don’t want it back, it’s yours…
The End
I was once in an audience who were asked, “What makes someone resilient? Where does resilience come from?” I said…
That Woman (And So Much More)
I’m not that woman anymore, that crumpled heap on Man A’s floor, whose flowers and leaves and very roots he…
Self-Medication (My Father’s Footsteps)
No drugs shall keep my spirit down, and just because I wear a frown and shout and bawl and cuss…
Upcycled
Grandpop was textiles, discovered polymer something fancy. He was shoddy, he was deaf. That’s why we all speak LOUD. Mum…