Daisy Darker

by Alice Feeney

Pity fades with age, hate is lost and found, but guilt can last a lifetime.

You can see fear on the surface of some people, while others learn to hide their worries inside themselves, out of sight but not out of mind.

Which points and pleats would I most want to unfold so they could no longer dent the picture of the person I wished to be remembered as?

“We only really acknowledge the beauty and brilliance of someone or something when they die,”

The simple act of listening is a forgotten art in our loud world.

Being a journalist is a privilege. The stories they tell should always be true.”