19th September 2026

asked if I had

some facial work done in France:

wearing tight leather pants

© Rachel Green September 2026

Classified Ad

educated spirit

seeks body of a young boy

for immediate possession.

Bathe in the reflected glory

of a young protégé

despite his inadequacies of intellect.

Give up on your child now

and offer his soul in trade.

Conduct a séance now

and chant this box number three times.

Alas! An ableist demon advertising

for I read the small print:

preference to Caucasian, first world,

able-bodied first-born male

with divorced but wealthy parents.

© Rachel Green August 2026

 

18th September 2026

 

off to Morrisons

with a jar of warm urine

cancelled Doc's appointment

© Rachel Green September 2026

Mr Frost

took the road less travelled

and it made all the difference to him.

I took the road less travelled

and it led to victimisation,

oppression and a loss of my job

along with the hatred of the right wing pundits.

The road less travelled

is good only for cis, het men;

but the road more popular

there might still be work available.

© Rachel Green August 2026

17th September 2026

 

Slow PC

time to bite the bullet

windows reinstall

© Rachel Green September 2026

Shadows and Light

Take away my Fear

that I might understand freedom.

Take away False Hope

that I must face consequence.

Take away Obedience

that I understand free will.

Take away Certainty

that I experience doubt.

Take away Righteousness

that I can take responsibility.

Insist on Compassion

that I might be human.

© Rachel Green August 2026

16th September 2026

 

weight gain

from depression eating

makes me depressed

© Rachel Green September 2026

Streetside Beauty

wedding dress

made of recycled plastics

and the bride doing laundry

outside the supermarket

skirts blowing in the wind

an enticing glimpse of stocking top

for the half-price breakfasteers

© Rachel Green September 2026

15th September 2026

 

"Rat's Moon"

my seminal work from 1989

reproduced

© Rachel Green September 2026

No Smiling By Order

Chesterfield; so named

from the Roman 'Cesterfeld'

or 'Field by the Fort'

where the men are utterly miserable

without a pint of beer and a cigarette

and the women sulk past

with pramfuls of sour faces

and nary a smile between them.

But there's me

with my smiles and 'good mornings'

and my insufferable air

of happiness to exist

on a sunny September day

© Rachel Green September 2026

14th September 2026

 

John Inman

gave me permission to be me

I was free

© Rachel Green September 2026

"Two Airedales" (Oil on Canvas 1988)

Early nineties

and the last recovery:

possessions from my studio

filling a skip in the loading bay

all those paintings gone to landfill

along with the memories

of my father's dogs.

© Rachel Green September 2026

13th September 2026

 

nightmares

the anxiety of possessions

overburdened

© Rachel Green September 2026

Things I cannot say aloud (v)

Why yes; I do use AI apps

when writing - and yes, I know

this rankles many of the purist folk

who write without, but let me ask:

do you use prompts to spur your thoughts?

For that I did as well: my books

were constructed of such things where groups

online or off would set such tasks as

"craft a tale of horror based upon a clock"

and even now I read such things;

but even those who wrote by hand their tales

of courtly life were spurred by thoughts "what if?"

I do not beg forgiveness for my use

of AI checks upon my spelling

and my grammar both (and take some heart

I do not blindly trust its words)

for I make no money from my work

and can't afford an editor.

© Rachel Green September 2026