This is a sweetness  I forget I am allowed.    Blue smoke shivering  in the late May evening sun, and you, a silhouette  against the trees and fields.    Dusk’s dying heat playing upon the music of your lips, a mouth open to taste  my summertime skin:   fears melting into my pores, shimmering gold … Continue reading Cherry

Review of sweet hearts: poetry for the anxious and in love, Bella Ryan

sweet hearts: poetry for the anxious and in love by Ryan is her first poetry collection and it is a moving portrait of someone struggling with love within themselves and accepting love from others. The collection follows the speaker’s journey from meeting someone online to long distance to falling in love. Throughout, anxiety is a … Continue reading Review of sweet hearts: poetry for the anxious and in love, Bella Ryan


I remember when you wished you had not spoken - three words which wrapped themselves like smoke around our ribs and settled, thickly, as ash on our lips.   Three words that feel like glitter or dust yet taste sticky and sweet or bitter when consumed in a different light.   And I felt like … Continue reading Unspoken

I remember

Do you remember the sound as country met cliff? The incessant utterances of waves as if in a zealous bout of worship. The crumbling in the distance - the singing erosion of salt, sand and rock. Do you remember the sea foam? The bubbles and spit? Softened shards melting beneath, shifting, swaying with the seaweed. … Continue reading I remember


Magnolia walls, all four and counting, breathe with us now, they know us now, so much so our skin begins to match: a canvas on which you compare me to every fruit the supermarket did not have, every flower you haven’t seen, every sunset discoloured by the evening news. Just magnolia is left, off white … Continue reading Magnolia

Our last

our last bullet held in the chamber of the revolver we hold between us, straddling dining chairs facing one another: you spin the mechanism into place, readying the roulette, one last bullet - is it for you or for me? the stars, the skies and the seas in between.     Poem: © Kristiana Reed 2020 … Continue reading Our last

Daisy’s breath

Hold me like a daisy’s breath Sweetly inhale and gently exhale Swallow me, softly Inside the space between your palms and your heart     Poem: © Kristiana Reed 2020 Between the Trees UK Between the Trees US Signed copies on Etsy