I believe that the majority of what we think and feel goes unspoken. All of us have thought of the moment when a relationship might veer off the well-thrashed track, and into the unknown. In fact, a lot of individuals in marriages apparently fantasize about the idea of their partners dying. Why? Because they want to be alone for a bit – the very act of being in love, being in a relationship, of giving 50% of yourself up to someone else, can be stifling. But it’s also the most rewarding feeling. My poems here look at the assemblage remains of relationships. Of what you remember, of strangers, of the secrets we keep. And it’s about that tiny moment, that intimate moment when everything hangs waiting.