Month: July 2020

Nuummioq

A shard of black rock hangs impossibly in the air, detached from its steep mountain slopes below by heavy grey cloud. I feel some of the same heaviness inside, wrapped in a cloud of expectation, uncertainty. The child waits silently for his time, like a stone in my belly. Years ago, I sat in a …

A plant I cannot kill

I frowned, pressing my fingers into the soft, dark soil. “They look a bit droopy, don’t they?” asked my husband, unhelpfully. “Yes, but they’re still damp,” I replied, though concerned about these slightly sad looking pepper plants in the windowsill. One of our neighbours had made the potentially fatal error of asking me to care …