
Bio: Sarah Wallis lives by the sea on the East Coast of Scotland, since moving from Yorkshire x4 years ago. She publishes cross genre, highlights are poetry in The Yorkshire Poetry Anthology, Abridged The Violet Hour, flash fiction at Ellipsis, a winning story at The Welkin and art in Feral. Recent work includes hybrid poem art at Osmosis, in print journals Gutter, Fragmented Voices, Eat the Storms –print and podcast. Chapbooks include Medusa Retold, Precious Mettle and How to Love the Hat Thrower.
Old Eign Hill
after Anne Sexton’s 45 Mercy Street
In my dream I’m walking up and down the Hafod Road and searching for a sign to - Old Eign Hill – but no, I’m on the wrong hill, and every time. I know the number, the varnished door, the clean, clear glass to see visitors through, and just in case, the Brasso’d doorknock, the shining bell. The…
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